I could clearly see the mattress rise ever so slightly before settling back down. My heart pounded as I watched, feeling a cold sweat break out on my skin. Was it an optical illusion, or was something really there?
I zoomed in on the screen, trying to make sense of the eerie movement. Then it happened again. The mattress lifted, a subtle but definite inch upward before relaxing back into place. It was as though an invisible hand was gently pressing against it from below.
Desperate to reassure myself, I tried to come up with a rational explanation. Maybe there was a draft causing the blanket to billow, or the frame was somehow expanding and contracting in the night air. But no, those explanations didn’t fit what I was seeing.
