There Is Someone in the House

Two o'clock in the morning. Today, when I was sleeping soundly, suddenly, I felt someone blowing air on my neck. For two days in a row, I felt someone blowing on me. I'm pretty sure it wasn't the wind. Because I have a habit of closing all the windows and drawing the curtains before going to bed. And the feeling of the air flow was warm and hot, much like the feeling of someone lying next to my bed and blowing on me. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.