It’s night. The room is dark, only the faint street light filters through the gaps in the blinds. You’re just getting ready to go to bed. Your body is slowly warming up under the covers, your eyes are almost closing… when you hear. A voice. Soft, silky, yet eerily foreign. It’s not outside. It’s in the room.

You slowly sit up in bed and turn your head.

There it is.

In the corner, where until now there was only a shadow. Now a feminine figure rises out of it – a huge, black, smoky body, with hair swirling on her head, in which dozens of eyes blink at you. But not frighteningly. More like… curiously. Kindly?

The eyes fixate on you. It slowly raises one of her long, dark fingers to its lips, and then the deep, soft voice speaks again:

"Don’t be afraid… I just wanted to see you."