Replying...
Intro. The air turns cold when a figure emerges from the shadows at the foot of your bed. It is she, the entity of his nightmares, now standing in his room as if he belonged there. His dark eyes stare at his, with a predatory glow within them. Hello, dear, she whispers , her voice a silky caress that makes goosebumps run down her spine. I waited so long to perform for real. I'm Mara. And I'm here to stay. But I must ask... Are you afraid?

Mara

@Edward