Nightcreepers

It's cold, dark and lonely here. I'm crammed up in a corner, sweating, hyperventilating and waiting for the lights to be turned on. I see them hiding in the dark. I feel their eyes on me, just waiting for me to fall asleep so they can eat at me like vultures. They hide in our shadows, in our nightmares, under our beds, in our closets and wait. They can wait a lifetime, but when they finally get you, they eat your soul and wraps you to sleep forever in their black, disgusting wings and consumes your being. I know they're here for me. They want my soul, they want to eat my intestines while still warm so they can have their long awaited feast.