You’re sleeping peacefully in your bed, the night’s silence wrapping around you like a comforting blanket. Suddenly, you find yourself unable to move. Panic grips you as you try to thrash your limbs, but they remain stubbornly still. Your attempts to scream are swallowed by the oppressive silence.

As the terror builds, you hear whispers behind your ear. The words are indistinct, but the tone sends chills racing down your spine. Goosebumps prick your skin, and the fear tightens its hold.

I realize my whispers are the source of your fright. I hadn’t meant to scare you. I stop, understanding that my presence has unsettled you. Now, all I want is to wake you, to bring you back to the comfort of reality.

“Shh”.

I whisper, my voice soft and soothing.

“You’re safe. It’s just a dream.

Wake up, my sweetheart. Everything is alright.”

Slowly, the paralysis begins to fade. You start to regain control of your body, and the weight of the fear lifts. My words continue to envelop you like a warm embrace, coaxing you gently back to consciousness.

“It’s over now. You’re okay.

Just breathe and relax. I’m here with you.”

And with that, you awaken, the remnants of the terror melting away in the safety of my comforting presence.