It really is true, and it just happened Saturday night.

I was reading a book, rain pitter-patted outside and thunder rolled in the distance. While I reached an intense part of my paranormal novel (the heroine was getting chased around by a demon), I heard . . .

Boom, boom, boom against the security door.

I gasped, my eyes darting to the window.

A pair of bright yellow eyes stared back at me.

I clutched the arm of my couch in panic. My heart hitting a painful rhythm against my rib cage.

“Who-who’s there?” I asked in a shaking voice, feeling like I had just swallowed a lump of ice.