“Who’s there?” I asked again.
Whispers in the darkness! Distorted shadows moved past the end of the bed and deepened in the corner of the room.
Les sat up sleepily. “What’s going on? Are you having one of your dreams?”
I sometimes had dreams that turned out to be premonitions, Les was used to them, but they were unpredictable.
“No, someone touched me!”
I was wide awake.