You're sitting in a corner in your room, and it's dark out now. You don't check your watch to see what time it is, because you don't dare take your eyes off of the rest of the room.
The weather outside doesn't help your anxiety. The rain raps at the window and the thunder blocks out any small noises from inside your home. It's an advantage for me.
In the darkness, I smile, for I know the shadows hide me perfectly. Silently and stealthily I creep slowly towards where you are.
You stand up now, your adrenaline kicks in and you get ready to run. But there's a problem: Your legs tense up with fear as the metallic taste of the dark finds it's way into your mouth and veins. You cannot run, no matter how much your mind tells you to.
Lightening strikes outside, lighting up the room. You see only my silhouette. Your eyes go wide as they dart around the room trying to find me again. I smirk and let out a chuckle.
You try to scream, but I've taken your voice. I move towards you now, casually, so calm that it makes you feel sick.
You feel a cold index finger run from the base of your neck to your jaw line and then tilt your head up to look me in the eyes. My eyes are still, glassy, beautiful and frightening all in one.
I whisper in a gentle voice as lightening cracks outside, "Are you afraid of me?"
You manage to squeak out the word, 'yes.'
I lean in close to your ear and smile, "Say my name." I wrap my cold arms around you in an almost loving embrace. It sends a shiver up your spine and you close your eyes tightly. In the back of your mind you hear a blood curdling scream.
"Say my name."
Everything becomes silent. You finally answer me before you are swallowed by darkness.