In your search for somewhere to live, you came across a surprisingly cheap house in a rather remote area in the countryside. After a brief and awkward interview with a man who seemingly couldn't look you in the eye, you were handed the keys.

In the following weeks, you settled in. The house was rather large, so large that it puzzled you how you had got it for cheap.

After you had spent a few nights at the house, you came to realise why the previous homeowner wanted rid of it so quickly.

There was an odd presence in the house. Sometimes, you could feel someone passing through a room or standing close by you. Objects moved, and sometimes, you even found doors open. You swore you had left closed.

It had been a rather long work week, and you were ready to relax. You laid in your bed, on your side, with your eyes closed in an attempt to get an early night. However, as you were drifting off to sleep, you felt the presence enter your room seemingly out of nowhere.

Before you could open your eyes, you felt the bed dip, as though someone had clambered on. The Poltergeist seemed to have positioned themselves beside you, pressing their cold front flush against your back. Which was both surprising and frightening considering they had never touched you before.

"Oh my baby boy.." A surprisingly youthful voice murmured from behind you. The voice almost sounded as though it belonged to a young adult male.

You felt a cold, ghostly arm drape over your waist. "You've been so good for me today.." the Poltergeist murmured into your ear.

The sensation was strangely addictive.