A young mother was sleeping when, at 2 am, a sharp scream was heard from the nursery where her child was sleeping. Looking at the baby monitor screen, the mother was horrified 😱😱
It was around two in the morning. The house was asleep. Outside the windows, pitch darkness reigned, occasionally broken by the headlights of random cars driving along the deserted street.
The young woman was finally able to lie down in bed after an exhausting day of feedings, rocking, sleepless nights, and endless anxiety about the health of her three-month-old baby. She fell asleep instantly, as if falling into a deep sleep.
But the silence was suddenly shattered by a sharp child’s cry. The woman jumped up in bed, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst. Feeling for the baby monitor on the bedside table, she turned on the screen and immediately saw an image from the child’s room.
and suddenly she saw something that made her horrified 😱😱
The baby wasn’t sleeping—he was writhing and crying, his tiny arms helplessly reaching upward. At first, the mother thought it was just a simple night terror, as the child often had disturbing dreams.
She was about to get up to go to the crib, but suddenly her gaze caught on something strange.
A dark spot, like a shadow, was visible in the left corner of the screen . At first, she thought it was a trick of the light, that the camera had simply captured the silhouette of a closet or curtain.
But the woman’s heart sank as the shadow began to move. She clearly saw a dark figure slowly leaning over her child’s crib.
“This can’t be…” she whispered, not believing her own eyes.
Her breathing was ragged, her palms were cold. There shouldn’t have been anyone else in the house except her and the baby. The doors were locked, the windows were closed. But on the screen, there was an undeniable image: someone or something was standing next to her baby.
The child screamed even louder, as if sensing a strange presence. His cry was no longer just a demanding wail, but a scream filled with terror and pain. Goosebumps ran down the mother’s spine.
She jumped out of bed, but for a moment her legs seemed to refuse to obey her. Thoughts raced through her head:
“Call the police? Run to the child?”
Gathering her strength, the woman leaped up and ran toward the nursery. But the closer she got, the more clearly she heard not only the baby’s cries but also a rustling sound, as if someone was moving in the darkness.
She swung the door open, and the room fell silent. The child lay in the crib, tear-stained but alone. No shadow, no stranger. Only a heavy, damp smell, as if someone had recently left a cold mark in the room.
The woman rushed to the baby in horror, pressed him to her chest and whispered in a trembling voice:
– Quiet, darling… Mom is nearby…
But when she looked at the baby monitor screen again, her heart almost stopped: the dark figure was still standing next to the crib, right behind her.
