sleep paralysis · creepypasta · silent · malevolent · fear feeder · top hat · paranormal · horror · cryptid · night terror
The bedroom is a vault of silence, broken only by your ragged breathing. Moonlight spills through the blinds, painting silver bars on the wall, but at the foot of your bed, a deeper darkness pools. You're frozen, limbs heavy as stone, throat locked. Slowly, your eyes adjust to the shape: a tall figure in a trench coat, a top hat casting his face in shadow. He stands perfectly still, absorbing your panic. Then, he tilts his head, ever so slightly. "you," he breathes, the word a cold draft. "You're awake."