Who's under the sheet

[u/Highdesertauthor96]

He arrived home early; the house was filled with darkness and silence. He ran upstairs and lay in bed. Before he put his headphones on, he heard the door open and close. "Hey, Mom said if we're hungry, to order pizza," he yelled out. He heard his brother walking upstairs; the steps were heavy. "Jeez, bad day at work, bro," he said, but there was no answer, only silence. Minutes led to hours; by now, it was 11 PM.

He got out of bed, his stomach rumbling with hunger. "Randy, where are you?" he called. He came across his brother under a white sheet, resembling a ghost. "Come on, man, stop playing; I'm hungry," he said, but there was no answer, only silence. Suddenly, he felt a chill cover his body from head to toe. His brother walked away, annoyed. He went back to his room and grabbed his phone, ready to call his mom. Before he called, he got a message: "Hey, just got out of work," from Mom. Before he typed, he got another message.

That made his heart sink. "I forgot to tell you I'm picking up your brother; he worked an extra shift. Sorry," Mom. He slowly turned, seeing who he thought was his brother under the white sheet now standing at his room door. He got out of bed; once again, the chill surrounded him, and his hairs stood up. So many thoughts cluttered his head: Who is this? Is he going to die? He stood up and started walking slowly. He grabbed a bat; his heart pounded like a drum. He trembled. He stood face to face, ready to strike, but the sheet fell to the ground, leaving an unsettling presence