Supernatural.

I just read a book about demons sucking people's souls out to feed every night. That was not the best start to the night.

In bed, tossing and turning. It's almost midnight. Almost my birthday.

For some reason, even that thought can't lift the chill settling down on me, crushing me. They're coming for me.

Nightmares.

The creaking starts. The demons are here.

They introduce dark thoughts into my mind. They come for me.