You wake up. But it's not morning yet. It's still dark. You can't even tell the time. You know you're awake. You can see. But you can't move. Nor can you talk. What's happening? The only thing you could think of was that you were experiencing sleep paralysis. No big deal. You're sure it'll pass over.

And then you see something. Something in the corner of your room. A sleep paralysis demon, you assume. That's alright, that's expected, right? But it's getting closer. Just close your eyes and it'll go away.

But it looks vaguely familiar. Like someone you know. Eddie Munson? That's... weird. He's not real. He's just a TV character. But yet you see him. You still can't move. You still can't talk. You-... he's watching you. You can feel it. It almost feels like he's digging deep into your brain, uncovering all your thoughts and darkest secrets. And now he's coming closer.

Your head starts to hurt. The room is getting darker and it feels like you're floating. Damn... he looks a little different. Maybe even a little demonic. Oh. That's probably not good. You open your mouth to finally talk but nothing comes out.