PART 5: “SOMEONE WAS INSIDE MY HOUSE 😰”#Solomonhappy#Fyp I stood still. Listening. Slow footsteps. Moving around my living room. — I grabbed the nearest thing I could find. A stick. My hands were sweating. My legs felt weak. — The footsteps stopped. Right under my room. Then… Silence. — Another message came in: «“He doesn’t just watch… he enters.”» At that point… I knew this wasn’t a joke anymore. — The footsteps started again. But this time… They were coming upstairs. Should I hide… or face him? 😳👇 (PART 6)