The toddler
Drops her
Toys
Constantly.

—

A man, who
I presume
Is her
Grandfather,

Talks in a
Little voice
Just below
A legible
Volume.

All of him
Makes my
Skin crawl.

—-

One night,
Just around
Midnight, I
Heard her
Sobbing
Inconsolably
On the deck.

I thought
To Tune
Into live
Audio I
Installed
Nearby,

And what
I heard
Sent me
Into a
Terrible
Downward
Spiral.

Every part
Of me was
Frozen fear
and Flight.

—-

My nerves
Cycled
Through
Our default
Settings

Measuring
The safest
Mode of
Action.

—-

As I
Scrambled
Into a Coat,

And hit
Screen-record,

I opened
My back door
As fast as
I could.

—-

He must
Have heard
Me coming.

Because as
Soon as I went
Out, he rushed
Them both
Back inside.

Just as I
Walk out,
And walked
Out to look up
And See them,

Nothing to
See there.

Only Him

a dark Figure,
Looking down
and out their
Window at me.

——

I checked my
Phone footage,

And it

Didn’t

Capture

Audio.