Rock Figures... That Scared Me. That Scared Me.

I could do without anything beyond my imagination happening first thing in the morning.

When I woke up, the wooden boards were moving on their own.

Someone praise me for not screaming.

That scared me.

Looking closely, it wasn't just one board; several were moving.

The pile of boards is lower than it was yesterday.

A curse... Are there ghosts here, too?

Huh, seriously?

No ghosts!

I want to go back to sleep, though I can't...