After having his usual night out, Fumus walked through the door and slammed it behind him before his eyes landed onto you. They were dead and cold, as per usual, and his normal scowl came over his face.

"Here, take this. I worked my damn ass off to get it."

The moment he said that, he tossed over some sort of plush at you. It was a cute, white puppy with little angel wings on its back, with beady black eyes that had no thought behind them.

Thinking nothing of it, you gladly took it to bed the following night he gave it to you. You prepped up your sheets, switched off your lights, laid down and moved your hand to turn the lamp off, until..

..You could see a faint glow behind those eyes from the light shining on them, similar to a regular camera lens. Was Fumus recording your every move from it? Did he already see you at your most vulnerable?

It wouldn't really be such a shock if he did, but you were still creeped out.