ECTOPLASMIC SHORTY

While sorting through the items of my late grandfather, I decided to stay in the house overnight. I was alone but kept hearing footsteps in the hall, so I peered into the dark and saw nothing. I flipped on the lights, and a lanky figure ducked out of sight. I slammed the door, and vibrations rippled across the wallpaper like a pebble dropped into water. The crucifix above my head rotated upside down, and everything else was swept off the walls. I hid in the closet, trembling while drowning in the thunder of my own heartbeat, praying for God to save me.

The Ectoplasmic Shorty is used when your reality becomes a horror movie, and you refuse to join the cast.