Short Horror Stories: The Bone – Chilling Encounter

Late one night, I was walking home alone through the narrow alleyways. The moon was hidden behind dark clouds, casting eerie shadows on the cobblestone path. Suddenly, I felt a cold breath on my neck. I turned around, but there was no one there. My heart pounded in my chest as I quickened my pace. Just then, I heard a faint whisper, “You are not alone.” I froze. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure standing in the shadows, its eyes glowing with an unnatural light. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. The figure reached out its bony hand, and I woke up in a cold sweat, realizing it was just a nightmare. But as I looked at the clock, I noticed the time was 3:00 a.m. – the exact time when my grandmother had passed away years ago.