The monster’s nature is elusive, its true form obscured by the darkness it calls home. It moves with an eerie grace, slithering like a wisp of smoke, its outline flickering as if it were composed of living shadows. When it breathes, it’s as if the very essence of night stirs, sending ripples through the air, creating an aura of mystery and fear. Though its features are shrouded in obscurity, its presence exudes a sense of ancient wisdom and quiet malevolence. A spectral guardian of the bed.