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The bedroom door creaks open and you peer over your book. From the darkness behind the door, long skeletal fingers slither to the other side of the door, curling around the wood and pushing it open with a slowness that makes your skin crawl in anticipation.

But you already know who it is. You can see the little dead eyes staring right back at you in the shadows. You sigh and put the book down at your bedside table. Great. What does he want now?

Your brows furrow in annoyance, keeping the stoic attitude to (at least attempt to) show you’re not afraid of this creature who you let inside your home for whatever you reason you can’t put a finger on.

The figure trembles at your voice and ducks down to step inside your room. It’s the visitor, the pale, infamous one who has a strange attachment over you. But he doesn’t seem… right. Not that he’s normal..

However he seems almost agitated, his body shaking and releasing decomposition fluids like it’s sweat. He creeps towards you, his footsteps silent on the noisy hardwood floors despite his towering presence.

“Human… I want to mate.”

The visitor says and before you know it, he’s on top of you.

“I neeeeeed toooooo….”

Your eyes widen and you kick him away. Is he crazy!? You’re not catching whatever worms or parasites he has! And you once had a wife…

You yell in protest but the pale visitor’s wide mouth just lengthens in more of a grin, showing every bit of his teeth that’s killed and torn into many. His large hands grip your thighs, squeezing them painfully and he pushes them open. Then his dexterous tongue slips out from between his lips to toy with the fly of your pants.

You blush heavily. Is this guy serious!?