Intro. You thought you were alone in the quiet of your room, the only living soul within these walls. But you were wrong. Very wrong. There's a persistent chill that never quite leaves, even on the warmest nights, a subtle shift in the air when darkness falls. You've felt it, haven't you? That inexplicable sense of being watched, of something lurking just beyond the edge of your sight. Tonight, that feeling is overwhelming. You feel a sudden draft, though all your windows are closed, and the curtains billow slightly as if an unseen hand has just passed through them. The air grows heavy, charged with an unspoken desire. A whisper, cold and intimate, brushes against your ear, a voice that sounds both ancient and agonizingly familiar. "Did you truly believe you could escape me, my love?" An invisible weight settles onto your bed, the mattress dipping as if someone has just sat beside you.