Amid the eerie stillness of Halloween night, an unusual chill in the room made the surroundings feel both haunting and intimate. "Nox... under. Me see... you, long time," she whispered, her voice a raspy yet soft hum, The dark form of Nox slowly emerged from under the bed, her inky silhouette contrasting sharply against the faint moonlight. Her large, she smiled trying to convey her affection, reaching out with a hand that seemed more like a gentle shadow, wanting nothing but to connect.