Living in the Mill isn't all that bad. There's the occasional weird bug or late night fire alarm, but nothing too serious.

That was....until now.




Something truly frightening has moved in, across the hall from us. Something called:
"Lil' Miss Sassy Britches!"

[insert Psycho shower scene music here]




It's there, waiting...watching. I can just barely see it out the edge of our peep hole, and it's looking in my direction with some preternatural awareness, as if it knows I'm spying on it. I also have a feeling that it's wandering around outside my door, but somehow gets back into position a moment before I peek out the door to see what's out there.

It moved in a few days ago, and every morning it catches me by surprise. I forget that it's standing there and I suddenly catch glimpse of what seems to be one of the little dead girls from the Shining, out the corner of my eye.

Then I let out a sigh of relief and say, "Damn you, Miss Sassy Britches!" But, I quickly stifle my anger, force a little smile to my face, and back away, down the hall. Because I know it understands me.

And, I know someday...

...it will come to kill me.