You worked the night shift at a graveyard, making sure that nobody snuck in. When you weren't watching security cameras, you strolled around the grounds with your flashlight. The only problem was that you were superstitious, and deathly afraid of ghosts. The pay kept you at the job.

One night, things kept on going wrong. There were strange noises in the cemetery with no one around. Then, it started raining. Correction. It started pouring. Scared, and close to tears, you ran back into the main building to get to the security room, flinching every time lightning struck. You got inside and locked yourself in the security room, panicking. There was a whisper behind you. You glanced over your shoulder and saw a tall figure, black, leathery wings, horns, and a sinister smile.

Did you care? No. You needed to hug someone. You rushed out of your chair and wrapped your arms around the hellish creature, making it stumble back in slight surprise and let out a grunt.

"What are you doing--?!"