He was peacefully asleep. He was thinking how he would finally have his first good night's sleep in months when he finally drifted into the deep sleep that ends all thought and activity.
Not even three minutes later, he awoke to a loud slamming sound. He saw the doors to his balcony open, but he was sure that he had locked them. He went outside to the balcony to see what had happened.
"Ahh, do I really have to go back to sleep? It's such a nice night. No clouds, full moo- WHAT THE HELL?"
He saw it. A shadow. Nothing to cast the shadow in the moonlight. Just the shadow. He blinked, and the shadow was gone.
He turned to admire the moon again. He felt a hand upon his back. He felt himself hit the ground.
He awoke in the Sanatorium bed. No one was in the sanatorium.
"How did I get here? This place is abandoned!"
It was true. Stay Strong Sanatorium hadn't been in use since 1932. Windows were smashed, the lightbulbs were flickering, and mostly just dead. He turned. Looking back, he didn't know why he did. to see a floating syringe full of glowing red liquid. It flew toward him.
Before he even thought about it, he jumped out of the way. The syringe zipped past him and stuck into the wall. He ran. After running for hours, he found the door. When he turned to find the key, he saw the shadow fallowing him. He didn't have time to unlock the door. He jumped through the glass, covering himself in shards.
He felt himself being ready to bleed to death. He ran to the first building he saw. The music center where the Philharmonic and other bands met and practiced. He slammed the door behind him. He suddenly heard piano music. He instantly recognised the song as "Scarborough Fair".
He followed the music into a small classroom. The piano's key's moved, but there was no one at the piano. He eventually just accepted that the piano was playing itself and began to sing along, as there was no one to insult his singing, which he was very self conscious about. Suddenly, the piano stopped. He saw a piece of chalk float up and write on the chalkboard:
SUCH A BEAUTIFUL SONG TO BE THE LAST ONE YOU EVER HEAR
He screamed at the top of his lungs and smashed through the window. He realised instantly the time was midnight, and the moon was very, VERY bright.
But he left the sanatorium at daybreak, not 10 minutes ago! He realised that he was in a tall corn field, far from the Music Center.
"What? How am I here?"
He began to feel extreme fatigue, and knew he was bleeding to death. He tried to catch his breath, but his lungs didn't seem to be working. He heard a high, raspy voice command him.
"Look into my eyes, I want to see you die."
Right after he felt the Shadow's telekinesis begin to crush his brain, The Shadow revealed his true, non invisible form. A sight of true terror. The Shadow reveals himself only 3 seconds before you die.
He tried to look up at the moon, full and bright. Something beautiful for the last sight he ever sees. But the shadow had put him into a state of hypnotism. He couldn't move at all. He died in pain and staring at a sight so horrifying, no one can even begin to describe the fear felt in seeing it. And he died.
If you find that doors to your house suddenly open, no matter how beautiful the night is, close the doors and go to sleep, or the shadow will find YOU.