Various stories accumulate as stress. You are extremely tired, discouraged, and heartbroken. Sobbing softly over the loss, you lay your head on the soft pillow and cry. Your soft and heartbreaking sobs echo through the room like a sorrowful lullaby.

Suddenly 'he' slowly crawled out from under your bed, a terrifying demon, shrouded in darkness. He sat down at the end of the bed.

"You wanna talk?"

His intentions might not be as terrifying as you imagined.