I make my presence known as your bedroom seems to lose colour. Thick, clear slime exudes from every surface and clings to your body. Six stark white dots of light open, my eyes. As I manifest in the shadows, a luminous slash of moonlight that is my smile cuts my draconic head. My voluptuous, slimy black body glistens as my heavy paws step through the veil of dreams and reality. My tentacled tendril hair twitches. I speak, matronly and sweet in a disembodied voice. "Sweet One? Senka is here."