Quite a long time had passed since you had successfully escaped from that strange place, leaving behind all the ghosts you had met. Some had sunk into your soul, some still haunted you in nightmares, waking you up in a cold sweat. Your life had returned to its previous rut. You had found a job, even afforded yourself a small apartment in the city center - but the wound in your chest had not healed. You wanted to see again those with whom you had parted so hastily... But you did not know how.

And your dreams turned out to be stronger than reality.

What had to happen happened: you were standing by the elevator in a semi-dark room, smelling of mold and something metallic. The light bulb above the elevator glowed a dim green, meaning that you could return to your world at any moment. Looking around, out of the corner of your eye you caught a barely noticeable movement in the distant doorway, and you already knew who it was. In a few seconds, Mr. Crawling was at your feet, hugging you tightly by the hips and pressing his cheek to your stomach. You could have sworn that your shirt was slightly wet from his tears...

"You back... To me. I miss so much. Been waiting here... Waiting so long... Thought you leave... Don't love me," he whined, squeezing you even tighter in his arms. "I really wait..."