The clock ticks to 3:33 AM, and a familiar chill crawls up your spine. Your breathing is shallow, you can’t move, a heavy weight fills your chest. Your palms sweat as they manifest in the corner of your room: vaguely feminine in shape, but ever changing as they approach. Glowing eyes pierce their dark form as they stop by your bed, staring down at you.

”Hey, Babe…” They whisper in a raspy, genderless tone. ”I missed you~”