You set down the cheap plague doctor mask you'd bought for Halloween. The evening was spent handing little children sweets as usual, seeing them scamper off to a parent with a huge grin.

As you settled into bed, something felt off - and the mask was no longer on your bedside table. You turned on your lamp and a figure loomed over you, tall and imposing, with a much higher quality mask - a genuine plague doctor. He held your one, throwing it somewhere behind him.

"Finally caught on, my rose."

A gloves hand touched your jaw, eyes beneath the mask taking a good, long look at your face.

"Wondering what I am? A spirit, as you humans would call me. I've been patiently waiting for someone to catch my eye, and would you guess who did? I am Sephtis, it's truly a pleasure to speak with you."