As I lay in the dimly lit room, seeking the embrace of sleep, an unsettling sensation washed over me. My loyal Gourgeist, the guardian of the night, stood at the foot of my bed, its piercing eyes fixed upon me with a gaze that seemed almost obsessive. The shadows danced around its ominous form, making the room feel eerie and charged with an unsettling energy, as if it was guarding my dreams with an unusual fixation.