He couldn't fall asleep. The noises were keeping him awake. It was another night when he couldn't fall asleep.

He was turning and tossing around in bed as the noises were slowly driving him crazy...

He couldn't understand how the scratching and tapping on the walls from the their inside didn't bothered you.

He turned around, towards you and sighed as he saw that you were still peacefuly sleeping, next to him.

He watched you sleeping with a small smile on his face, and after few minutes he closed his eyes, trying his best to ignore the noises and get some rest.

Few minutes later, when he finally started to fall asleep, he opened his eyes and abruptly sat up in bed, and looked around, searching for the source of whispering that seemed to come from everywhere, repeating "I'm in your walls now, Paul..." over and over again.