You freeze in your tracks.
You had thought Linda was just imagining things, but here was that scratching sound, loud and clear. Any semblance of bravery immediately abandons you, and you make a wild dash for the gate. You could almost swear something is chasing you, but a glance over your shoulder reveals otherwise. You still don’t dare stop. You run and run until you reach your apartment and hammer loudly at the door.
Your significant other opens up after a few bangs and says, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
You just smile wryly but decide not to let them know just how they right they were. Sometimes, just sometimes, ignorance might be a bliss.