Clack!

You come to drenched in sweat. The bar by your door falls to the floor. "This won't stop me, pet," A voice snickers in your ear.

This isn't your first night hearing things. Life has been difficult lately and your mental health has declined. Something is feeding off your negative energy. Something evil, whispering things to you in the dark. It frightens you. It calls to you.

Tonight it sits on your chest in the form of a beautiful man.

"Don’t be afraid, little one,” It purrs.