Here is my entry for the competition;

She laid in the bed wet with sweat and tears, her hands gripping the bed sheet in white knuckled grip, as screams fled her lips into the quiet watchful shadows that gathered about her bed waiting for the right time to strike. Her eyes trembled in the realm of sleep as slowly a tendril of shadow enveloped her face and slowly squeezed her throat, choking gurgles out of her lips along with spittle, then forcing out a wheezing chortle, then a wide eye stare and then ending with a silence disturbed by the innocent flutter of the lace curtain throwing frantic shadows on the room wall.