a person standing in front of a house at night

On a cold, rainy night in a small town, Sarah was home alone. The wind howled outside, rattling the windows. As she settled on the couch with a book, she heard a faint tapping sound, like fingers drumming on glass. She dismissed it, thinking it was just the storm.But the tapping grew louder and more insistent. She glanced at the window and saw nothing. Heart racing, she returned to her book, trying to focus. Then, the tapping stopped, replaced by a low whisper that seemed to float through the room. “Let me in…” it hissed.Terror washed over her, but curiosity got the better of her. She crept to the window, peering into the darkness. Suddenly, the lights flickered and went out, plunging her into darkness. The whispering grew louder, more urgent.“Let me in…”Fumbling for her phone, she turned on the flashlight. The beam flickered around the room until it landed on the front door. To her horror, she saw a shadowy figure standing outside, indistinct but undeniably present. “Let me in…” it repeated, this time with a