Emily stumbled backwards in the living room until she turned around sharply again to look around - all around - the room. There was someone here. She was not imgining it, because Wayne clearly saw it, or rather sensed it as well.
She went to her bedroom carefully, turning around at the door to see behind her again, but there really was no one there. She put on all the lights in the bedroom as well and quickly put on a brown cardigan.
"I'm going nuts, I'm going nuts..." she repeated under her breath as she returned to the living room. She stopped to look at Wayne whose fur was still standing up straight. "Except I'm not, am I?" she asked him. Somehow that felt even worse.