Even though I knew about two paragraphs in that this "cry for help" website was a hoax, it still gave me a slight shiver:
I can hear them.
Even though the windows are boarded up.
The terrible clicking noise.
I don't think they are smart enough to figure out how to get in. Good thing Tom's uncle had been doing remodeling here. Plenty of tools, wood and nails. But I suspect that they could chew through the walls if they could figure out how....
Weird things creeping around my house at night is a personal freak point. Ellen would take advantage of it, but she has a similar even stronger fear. I'm sure our friends occasionally consider messing with our heads, but hopefully they realize getting thwacked by a baseball bat would be the best they could hope for.