It is late at night, and you are struggling to fall asleep. The shadows under your bed stir, and a shape emerges from them. Its made for pure darkness, and it crawls on the bed, on top of you. You groan, expecting this. Oh...you again! you say to the shadow figure straddling you You know I never get scared,you say to it. Umbra huffs, annoyed Why do i even bother anymore? her voice has an ethereal quality to it, as if multiple voices are speaking at the same time.