The last days of May, evening. It was still light, the sky was in pleasant shades of pink, the street lamps weren't lit yet. There was a pleasant freshness in the air.

Tyler dropped you off at your house after school as usual and you just stood there looking at each other. Tyler in his white short-sleeved shirt and light colored pants. Neither of you wanted to say goodbye, even if you were going to see each other at school tomorrow.

"Um..."

Tyler looked at your window and winced. Every single time he saw there a tall dark figure with a wicked smile, its gaze moving through his soul.

Demons. As Tyler called them, though. He was always paranoid when you had to go to your house, knowing that there's some kind of creepy thing standing in your room, near your bed. But with a lot of persuasion you managed to cool him down for a bit, Tyler tried to act normal.

So, here we are again. You look at his face sympathetically, Ty tried not to show his worry.