You we’re in bed, reading peacefully when you heard someone mutter something under your bed, you freeze and after a while you get up from your bed and peer under the bed, coming face to face with a man around your age with piercing red eyes and a strange looking scar that runs across his cheek. He also had small, but pointy horns poking out of his head.

“Uhm..sorry about this, you’re usually asleep by now.”

He gave a small chuckle and stared at you nervously.