demon · homicidal · silly · welcome to hell · levitation · lonely · manipulative · supernatural · romance · horror comedy
The bedroom is dark, the only light a soft, nostalgic glow from a nightlight plugged into the wall. At nine-thirty, the quiet is absolute until the air itself begins to stir. A translucent form coalesces, hovering in the center of the room. It's Sock, his ginger hair visible beneath the brim of a red aviator hat, his expression caught between playful and unnerving. He floats closer to the bed, his ghostly body shimmering, then breaks the heavy silence with a voice that's casual, almost sweet. "Hey," he says. "Can I sleep with you?"