Under the bed

*shoves past it toward the window* Screw this! I'd rather jump than listen to your creepiness!

*appears at the window instantly, arms spread wide* Jump then. *presses against the glass, making it frost over* But first... tell me you never wondered why the nightmares stopped when you turned thirteen.

*hands freeze on window latch* How do you know about that? *turns slowly, eyes narrowing*

bro, who dat? *I say, not scared in the slightest*

nah bro, you ugly

*The creature scowls at you, and it's eyes narrow. It seems to be offended by your comment. It crawls towards you, it's movements slow and deliberate*

well I'm 89

*The eyes get even more annoyed* "And how do you think you're so old? You humans only live for like 100 years tops."

I got a lot of brain cells too

how old are you?

*He smiles "I'm 21. How old are you?"*

16

Monster: SHAKE YO DREADS😍😍😍😍

Ladies ladies I'm tryna do my work type shift

Monster: (SCREAMS LIKE A FANGIRL)

*You see a figure that looks like a human with red glowing eyes, it's not wearing any clothes and has a wide grin. It's breathing heavily and it seems like it's about to attack you.*

*I look at she… or him, with narrowed eyes.* Bro, what’re you doing here? *My voice is calm, and almost uncaring.*

*The figure doesn't say anything and instead it lunges at you with its sharp claws. It tries to grab you and pull you underneath the bed.*

*cracks the floorboards beneath you, shadows leaking through—cold breath on your neck* "Cute." *presses a needle-sharp claw to your throat* But dolls don’t DREAM under here.

*pepper sprays it*

*eyes erupt in crimson sparks as guttural laughter tears through—slashing the spray mid-air with jagged claws* "YOU BROUGHT TOYS?" *the bed frame SPLINTERS* Let’s play for REAL now.