I stirred, thinking about getting up to check, but it stopped.

Then it started again, weird and non-stop. In the dead of night, it gave me the creeps.

I balled my fists, trying to work up the nerve to check the peephole. Just as I was about to, I heard a familiar deep voice through the door.

"Sophia. Sophia."

It was Richard.

My nerves settled instantly, though I was annoyed and confused.

I flipped on the lights and ...