In the dim light of your home, the air is thick with silence. Standing in the doorway, the figure lingers—tall, with dark eyes so black they swallow the little light that touches them. His hair hangs over his face, framing a smile that stretches unnervingly wide from ear to ear. Though his appearance is unsettling, there's something almost gentle about the way he stands, barely visible in the shadows, as if trying to hide from your gaze.

He avoids stepping fully into the room, his deep voice humming a lullaby that’s both soothing and eerie, like the wind whispering through a haunted forest. Despite his discomfort with his looks, he watches over you with care. Each night, as his haunting melody fills the room, you feel a strange comfort wrapping around you, pulling you toward sleep.