Night music

 The story actually happened 2 years ago with a friend of mine, whose name I don't want to mention. It will seem unreal to you, I also thought at first that it was fiction — but I saw the door that was ruined by a night visitor, and the girl's eyes full of fear.

She woke up at night. My husband was not at home, he went on a business trip, the children were sleeping in another room. She was lying on the bed and couldn't figure out why she woke up. It was one o'clock in the morning. She got up and went into the kitchen. Pouring herself a glass of water, she sat down on an armchair, opened the window and lit a cigarette. She felt cold and sad for no reason. Because of this sadness, at first she did not hear the melody coming from the street. But the melody was getting closer and was very close — it seemed that its source was about to fly through the open window. The girl understood that this melody should not exist in principle: it's night outside, everyone is asleep, no one can enter the courtyard, since the house is protected by a large fence, and the gates are closed at night. But this music was so soothing, it was like a child's lullaby, and I really wanted to lose myself in it. And despite the anxiety of his mind, his soul yearned for this melody; it seemed that once he went outside, all the problems and adversities would go away forever.

The girl got up, went into the children's room to check if everything was all right with the children, and went to the exit, mesmerized by the melody. She threw a blanket over herself and was about to open the door of the house, but then decided to look out the window anyway. Going to the window, she screamed in horror. Her three-year-old son was standing on the street, he was all in white clothes, but they were dirty and stained with bloodstains. The child stood and looked out the window, in his hands he held a music box, which emitted this melody. The girl understood that this was not her son, because just a minute ago she had seen him sleeping peacefully in his crib. Fear gripped her. She checked to make sure the door was closed, then slid to the floor. She was afraid to move, she could not go into her room or into the children's bedroom, because she was afraid that "it" would see her in the window. The music was getting closer, and the girl could already hear it near the front door. There was a knock on the door. The girl's heart was pounding wildly, fear paralyzed her entire body, she couldn't even move... There was a second, third, and fourth knock on the door, then the creature began to break down furiously and shout: "Mommy, open up, I'm cold, let me in! MOMMY!!!". The voice, at first childish, turned into a rough male voice. It was banging, screaming, and the music was playing non-stop. The girl, realizing at some point that she was going to go crazy, jumped up and ran to the children's room. After making sure that the children were still sleeping peacefully, she sat down on the floor next to her son's crib, wrapped herself in a blanket and waited, not knowing what, just waiting...

The banging and cursing continued for a while, and then everything went quiet. The girl understood that if she had not looked out of the window and gone out into the courtyard, something irreparable could have happened. She could not sleep, and the next morning, still in fear, she opened the front door and realized that the night's events were not a terrible dream, as the entire door was mutilated from the outside by strong blows...