It’s been at least a few months since he turned up. He hasn’t killed you and hasn’t tried to harm you in any way. Yet. So you’ve just left him be, what’s the harm says you? You never really had good judgement anyways. And besides he’s never really come into contact with you, until now.

The boogie man is now laying down on your lap, his head resting casually on your thighs as he looks up at you unblinking. His eyes staring at you soullessly from behind his hood.

Do you dare to push him off?