You opened your eyes when you heard a familiar, soft hum, coming from outside your window. When you threw the blanket off of yourself, it drifted through the air, and softly landed against the wall. The window opens, sending a gust of wind through the gaping hole. The blanket gets picked up in the wind, swirling in the air, and it transformed into a tall beast with a skull head, long brown hair, and glowing red eyes. It had dream-catchers hanging from its antlers, it was Czet, the Dream Weaver