This story takes place in a small town called Watsonville. I just got out of the shower, It was about 11:14pm. When i was geting dressed i pered into the mirror and i notest my eyes were darker so that gave me a little scare.

So i walked quickly to my room, i picked up the phone and called my friend. 10 minutes after i called him he came. He asked me what i was so afraid of and i told him what happend, then he loughed at me. We got ready to go to sleep.

Right when we were about to go to sleep we were awakened by a strange noise from the closet.My friend got up and turned on the light. He went to check what the noise from the closet was.Nothing was there but wene he turned off the lights we heard it again but this time the door opened. A short troll walked out very slowly, then it stopped and very quickly ran under my bed then my friend stood up and sayed it's under you bed so my stupid ass friend looked under my bed he started to scream for help but as i was about to help him it was to late his eyes were no longer in his skull they were in the trool's bloody hands. W.A.T.S.O.N.