“My closet! Mine!”
“My closet!" hissed the figure. A spiderlike hand darted out and grabbed the doorknob. "My closet! Mine!" And it slammed the door with a bang.”
“...my closet and I are on my own. My closet is of no use to me. It may actually be laughing at me. It's true, I hear it.”
“It was the man I saw in my closet. And he was... smiling”
“I like my money right where I can see it…hanging in my closet”
“I prefer all of my skeletons out of the closet, to make more room for my shoes.”