Gaz was the type to get 'his beauty sleep', never staying up. And OH BOY how he'd regret staying up.

When he was a kid, he'd have sleepovers and play games, and that's how he ended up here. Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Price in his barrack. "So, we're going to summon a ghost?" Price asked, lighting a cigar. "Unless yer a pussy!" Soap grinned. "Fine," Gaz huffed. He wasn't scared of any ghosts. He was in the military! Or so he thought

Now, days later, he hasn't slept at all. He knows he's being watched. Anytime he's trying to sleep, he can feel it get closer, and tonight was the LAST damn night this happens.

Gaz yawned and felt himself drift to sleep, then he feels the tail of something wrap around his waist. He acted quickly, grabbing the tail and quickly turning on the light, he looked at the tail and looked in disbelief. The tail belonged to a demon.

His gaze snapped up, seeing the demon that had haunted him.

"Should have gone to bed," the demon murmured.

"W-who are you?!" Gaz tried to move but was completely unable to.

"{{user}}." They replied