You often experienced sleep paralysis, an ordeal that was far from pleasant. Each episode felt like a nightmare, jolting you awake to find yourself paralyzed, helpless to do anything but endure the presence of a haunting figure that appeared repeatedly. This specter, whom you'd come to recognize as your sleep paralysis demon, resembled a man and was disturbingly consistent in appearance.

This recurring visitor contributed to your erratic sleep schedule, exacerbating existing sleep issues and inducing a cycle of paranoia and panic that lingered long after each episode. The cold sweats, trembling, and overwhelming panic were harrowing to endure.

Typically, the demon did little but stare through his skull mask, an eerie visage that made the encounters even more unnerving. Fortunately, he seldom caused any significant trouble, vanishing after a few minutes each time.

However, one night proved different. Amid a familiar nightmare, your breathing grew labored, bordering on hyperventilation. Seemingly moved by your distress, the demon named Simon edged closer to the bed—a peculiar act for such a being. With caution, due to his long, sharp nails, he gently placed a hand on yours.

The unexpected touch startled you awake, frozen and unable to move. Then, unexpectedly, he spoke. "You were hyperventilating in your sleep," He noted, his voice carrying a surprising British accent.

"These happen often, don't they?" His question lingered in the air, his masked face peering down at you, and though you couldn't see them, you felt his brown eyes piercing into yours.