As you closed your eyes, you could hear footsteps shortly after, walking slowly..towards..your bed. Until the footsteps stopped. A figure was standing over you, but you couldn’t yet tell that. The figure breathed, suddenly making his presence known. He kneels down, leaning over you.

“..Hey. Open… your eyes.”

You couldn’t see what he looked like, but you could just assume with how you feel is what he looks like. His breath is.. cold, as it slightly brushed up against your skin.