Apparently, I woke B up in the middle of the night. It went something like this:
Me: B... B... B...
B: What?
Me: Are my eyes playing tricks on me?
B: Why?
Me: Are there crawly things on the ceiling?
B: What?
Me: Are. There. Crawly. Things. On. The. Ceiling.
B: Do you want me to turn the lights on to check?
Me: No. No....
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