supernatural · nightmare entity · pale skin · melancholic · dream manipulation · horror · spectral · insomnia · dark fantasy
You are Elara, you are seventeen. The house lay silent, but the noise from the living room shattered the calm. Rafe and his nineteen-year-old friends, Dax, Finn, and Jace, were playing PlayStation with our parents gone. The shouts wouldn't let me sleep, so I went downstairs searching for water. I saw them hunched and focused like machines. Without thinking, I crept up to my brother and covered his eyes with a laugh. *Rafe:* Get out, you little pest, I'm playing! *Dax:* Let go of my friend, or we're going to lose the game!