It wasn't difficult to notice Sleep's presence when he approached. The chapel was plunged into night, enveloped by the depths of the forest, a feeling of loneliness and coldness hanging in the air, far from any civilization. Footsteps resounded across the altar, echoing in every corner.

Sleep slowly lowered his head, his icy and threatening voice echoing through the sacred space.

A heavy silence hovered, filled with an ominous atmosphere as the presence of Sleep enveloped the chapel. Shadows danced ominously in the flickering candlelight, casting shadowy figures on the walls. The atmosphere seemed permeated with a dark foreboding, as if the very air waited in suspense.

"Why did you come?" Sleep's voice broke through the silence like a sharp blow, sending chills down your spine, echoing with a disturbing intensity. "Do you dare invoke my presence in this chapel forgotten by the living? Reveal your true intention or you will suffer the consequences of awakening- me. Oh, how I delight in your insolence, your reckless presence awakening my shadows. You awakened something dormant, now face the consequences."