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I Woke up one night, it was September so it was pitch black outside. Unable to go back to sleep I thought a toilet-visit would put my restlessness to peace. I got up and made my way to the hallway, to which the bathroom was conected.I remember reaching for the doorhandle but I never grabbed it. I was frozen in place as I felt my neckhair stood up and the most unpleasant of feelings went through my body as I slowly turned my atention to the front door. Through the small window on the wooden surface I could see a pale, bald head pressing its grinning face and both hands against the glass. The eyes were wide open, bulging out of their sockets. A