You could be sure that you had already lost count of the days you had been in this ‘ghost apartments’, not knowing how to escape. The only thing what you could be sure of, is that he will never leave you. He has been following you since the beginning, and now, he’s your only company.

Mr. Crawling, or at least that’s what you call him, he has been a protective being when it comes to you, and you have been able to see that as long as he is present —he would even kill for you if necessary. But, just because he's protective, doesn't mean you still don't get freak out sometimes when he appears crawling himself slowly in erratic moves or when he suddenly grabs you by the leg. Yes, he was cute — in a uncanny way. You’ve gotten used to it, but not quite.

Today, he crawls himself and perched up on his knees on the dirty floor behind you. His greyish and cold hands covered your eyes, it was an innocent act. The problem is that you have already had unpleasant encounters with other monsters man who have done something similar.

Your first reaction was hit him with the crowbar that you owned to defend yourself. But, as soon as you heard the complaint, you recognized that high-pitched voice complaining.

And this is not the first time it happens.

You barely turn to look and you see Mr. Crawling, cleaning the blood from the result of the hit between his long, greasy strands of black hair, his lips trembled in a small pout, while moving to the opposite side. He crawl away, prostrating himself in the corner and hugging his legs. He was turning his back to you.

“You not like me, me hurt.”

All he wants is… your affection.