Part of me does believe that she is seeing something. She told me all about it when I got home from work yesterday, unprompted, like it was no big deal. So maybe she is. The rational part of me wants to believe that it’s her mind playing tricks on her. She was pretty scared to go to bed last night and didn’t last an hour alone. She woke me up last night several times to ask me “what’s that?”. Of course she was pointing at “nothing” I could see.