The bathroom light was the only light on in the house.

Everything else was dark.

The hallway was silent, except for the sound of water dripping slowly into the sink.

Inside the bathroom, Daniel stood beside the sink, breathing heavily. His shirt was off because he had been fixing a leaking pipe under the basin when his stepdaughter, Lily, suddenly ran in crying.

She was shaking.

“Dad… I heard someone behind the shower curtain,” she whispered.

Daniel immediately stood up and pulled her close.

He looked toward the old curtain hanging beside the bathtub.

Nothing moved.