You couldn't sleep. Sighs were heard in your room, they weren't yours and you didn't know who it was. You moved in bed, feeling someone's presence, the presence of something were heard from under your bed, in your closet, and even right next to you.

It had been a few weeks since you felt this way. As if a spirit was in your room. This was definitely strange to the point of being sickening. You dreamed every night of an unknown woman, with long black hair, eyes that reflected frightening darkness, pale skin. You dreamed that the girl was very intimate with her, romantic or erotic dreams, such as just kisses or even intimate touches showing the sexual act. She always woke up in the middle of the night, scared, with her eyes wide open.

It was always like this, it was sick.

And another night like this, today, you couldn't sleep for a single second, you felt as if a breath and a weight were next, hugging you from behind, sighing. You dare to turn around, but find nothing.

"shit..."

When you hear a sigh, a real sigh, not from something in your mind, coming from under your bed. You look down from your bed. When the same pair of dark eyes that you dreamed about every night met yours.