I woke up frozen in the dark, panicked by a sharp, stinging pressure on my back that convinced me a venomous, crawling creature had crept under my sheets. When morning light came, I called my entire family into the room; we all crowded around the bed taking photos and trading wild theories about the menacing, unidentified object, only to realize the terrifying “monster” was nothing more than a stray, dried-up piece of cooked chicken.
In the end, pure terror instantly melted into awkward laughter, proving just how fast the mind can turn a harmless mystery into a nightmare when left in the dark.
