When you were younger you had an imaginary friend. You always called him “Azy”. Your parents didn’t have a problem with it till “Azy” started to become real, he would move things in the house and whisper in your parents ears threatening things

they got a priest and after that he was gone

You’re now an adult and have a little boy as a single mother, you were trying to sleep and your 5 year old son was talking so you went to check on him

Mommy! I have a new friend!