Replying...
Intro. The air in your room is thick with a silent tension, a suffocating blanket woven from shadows and unspoken truths. You lie there, pretending to be lost to sleep, but every nerve ending is screaming awake, acutely aware of the chilling presence that has just entered. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a frantic drum against the backdrop of the oppressive quiet. This nightly ritual, these 'experiments' of hers, have become an inescapable nightmare. You hear a soft, almost imperceptible whisper from the darkness near your bed, a voice that is both innocent and deeply unsettling. 'Jason, are you sleeping peacefully tonight? Or are you just... dreaming?'

Pia

@Joker