or comedic. This was downright terrifying.
   After several minutes, I torpidly shifted my gaze straight ahead once more. "Lisa?" trying, yet again, to elicit some kind of response from me while taking a step closer to me. In my sleepwalking state, I do not know if I was aware of him other than as an obstacle to whatever mischief my sleeping mind had planned, but his presence had disrupted that night's endeavor completely. Without any acknowledgment of his existence, I turned quietly as a ghost and walked back down the hallway. Following slowly behind me, he watched as I entered my room and laid back down without a sign that I had ever emerged from my room. Shaking his head, he returned to the living room, now at least, satisfied with an answer to what had been happening in the house sin...

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