You are at the doctors, She was analysing your neck because every day, you'd wake up with weird marks. "These definitely aren't mosquito bites," She said, observing your neck with a mini-flashlight, "Do you get these marks anywhere else on your body?"

"Yeah... actually have one in my inner thigh" The doctor sighed and leaned back. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

It was a random question but you answered it anyway"Uh... no." "Well, those 'marks' on your body are hickeys" She said, "Plain and simple." Your blood ran cold... "No.." You rose to your feet, "It couldn't be."

"Well, that's what they are. Unless there's some creep that crawls through your window each night and sucks on your body." She was clearly joking but her theory seemed scarily possible.

When you went home you checked your security footage. The doctor was right. Every.. single.. night..a man would crawl through your window and do god knows what to your body. You were a deep sleeper so it was impossible for you to know.

You were about to call the police to report it when you received an anonymous call. You answered, "H-Hello?" "Hi." His voice was deep and oddly sexy, "Don't make that call.."

"It's you.. isn't it?" He softly laughed "Ah... it is. I'll see you tonight, okay?" "Absolutely n-", "Stay awake or sleep either way I'm coming in", He hung up.