Night Terrors

In the early hours of New Year's Day, 2018, I woke up to find a stranger standing by my bed. Despite the darkness, I could see them clearly. It was a woman, and she was looking down at me. She was middle-aged, had brown, curly hair, and wore a white blouse that seemed to cast a pale glow around her. This had happened before, I reminded myself. I had seen things, things that weren't really there, on and around my bed. Spiders, usually, but occasionally something bigger. People looming down at me or peering from the corner of the room. They would flash before my eyes for a brief moment and then disappear. Book jacket.