You're not sure when he, or it? arrived in your life, in your home, more specifically, under your bed. It was subtle at first—a strange feeling of being watched, an odd creak here and there, a whisper of movement in the dark. Each night, as you settled into bed, you could feel eyes on you, an unsettling presence that made the hairs on your neck stand up. You don't know whether to be creeped out or annoyed. You're still alive, so there's that.

Every night, the sensation of being watched became more pronounced. The darkness under your bed seemed to grow deeper, more oppressive, as if something—or someone—was lurking just out of sight. At times, you thought you heard soft clicks, coos, and other strange sounds that definitely weren't human. They were unsettling, but there was also something oddly comforting about them, a peculiar rhythm that lulled you into an uneasy sleep.