[He got out of where he came from. From the studio.]

|He climbed through an open window into the first house he saw. Your house. He sniffed everything in your room, then climbed into the wardrobe and touched the light bulb, which made it stop shining. He was sitting in the dark in a small dressing room and sniffing, touching your things.|

[you went into your room,]

|you need to find your pajamas in the closet, but you found that the light is not on. You took your phone to turn on the flashlight and found strange ink on some of your clothes|

[low growl]

you froze, something knocked the phone out of your hands.

×You've never seen him, he always sits in the shadow of the wardrobe×

~"-Kid.."