I decided to ask her more about her friends again for what seemed like the thousandth time, but this time, instead of asking about things along the lines of why they were making her do bad things like I normally did, I used a different approach,
“Baby, when do you talk to Avalyn, Mandy and Victoria?”
“At night, when I’m in bed.” I was perplexed by this; I had assumed they generally followed her around or came and went as I would predict hallucinations to do.
“What about at school?”
“No, they’re not allowed to go there, they said.”
I had never actually seen her talking to them so I wanted to know more about these friends, how she interacted with them. If she talked to them at night, perhaps I could catch her in the act. And that’s when I had an idea, surveillance cameras. I know it sounds a bit dramatized but it felt like the most rational thing to do at the time. I had no idea about what I was in for.
Last Sunday, I purchased a camera and microphone and placed it inside her room on her dresser behind her teddy bears, without her knowledge. I kept recording for the full week, and finally viewed and analyzed the footage a few hours ago.
This scene was from Sunday night, yesterday night; I tucked her into bed, kissed her forehead, turned off the lights and stepped out to go to my own room to sleep. She initially went to sleep for about an hour or so, softly and soundly. And then suddenly… it appeared. A dark, ominous silhouette came up to the door in the corner of the screen and just stood there. It looked like a person.