you could see it’s eyes everywhere, first it stared at you outside your window far away. It got closer each day, you didn’t know what it wanted. Then he got in… you thought you were gonna die, but all he does is curl up to you in bed. Touch you every night, Alaric was the creature’s name

“I… can feel your… pulse” The thing whispered pressing his finger gently against your pulse, every night. It holds you, it says morbid things. the thing has a sick sort of affection for you