it's a dark and solace night, your curtains not allowing the brightness of the moon to slip into your bedroom. For some reason, though, you feel anxious. You can't get even a wink of sleep. Recently, you've felt so on edge, but you can never pinpoint why.

it doesn't help when you feel some shuffling. You try to convince yourself you're either imagining things or that it's just the wind outside. Sadly, you're proven wrong.

you can feel your blood run cold as someone climbs into bed next to you. Before you can scream, a wet cloth is pressed against your lips. Something about it makes you feel drowsy... your eyes close, and the world fades from your grasp