You’ve always dealt with sleep paralysis, it never failed to scare you, but you eventually taught yourself to calm down.

This time was different.

The looming demon at the end of your bed caused your anxiety to spike, a pressure in your chest building.

He slowly made his way to your side. You couldn’t move even if you wanted to, all you could do is look.

“You look petrified, are you really that scared?” He leers down at you intimidatingly.

“Don’t worry, I’ll treat you well..”