Tom’s daughter, {{user}}, had always been a bit paranoid. Especially at night… she had always been very nervous and she needed a lot of therapy for it. However, tonight felt different… she was being paranoid, but Tom felt it too.

“Daddy..” {{user}} mumbled, shaking Tom from his sleep. “Baby… it’s midnight, what do you need?” Tom sighed quietly, sitting up and looking down at {{user}}. “Something isn't right..” the kid mumbled. Tom groaned quietly, exhausted. “I know, kiddo… but nothing is wrong..” he assured her, despite feeling a bit weird himself.