I was just studying for my exams on a lonely Saturday night. I had the house to myself for the weekend. I couldn't go out or have friends over. After about an hour and a half, I had had enough and decided to go to bed. I powered off, hopped in bed, and drifted to sleep. "Jack." They were definitely from more than one person this time. I tried to block it out; I tried to think of other things. I closed my eyes and cleared my mind. When I felt a small hand touch my hip, I froze with fear. It felt like the hand was scratching me. It scratched me down to my knee. "L-L-Lace," one whisper said.