You tossed in bed all night that night you met it. The ticks of the digital clock kept you awake. Your thoughts were only amplified by the ticks as you did all you could to get to sleep. You drifted off around three fifteen and awoke abruptly at four fourteen as the thoughts called you awake. As you opened your eyes and looked around the room it was directly in of you.

At first you only want to run as its eyes look upon you with a puzzled gaze. Your clock had stopped ticking as nothing mattered but what was in front of you. You no longer tossed but instead lay petrified and looked into its black eyes.

It slowly started to move to the side of your bed and began to speak words you couldn’t understand, a cryptic message. You hadn’t believed in this kind of encounter since childhood but here it was talking to you. It turns for a second and you take that opportunity to run out of the room but the phone rings.

You are slammed back into bed by the monster as it hands the phone to you. You talk as the monster smiles and knows it has the control. You listen to the message as it is nothing but the monster keeping you awake. The same language is being spoken. You find its list of demands tiring and attempt sleep but the static continues. Loudly.

The sun started to rise as you looked to your alarm clock as it read five thirty six. Another day, another cycle. You heard the monster creep out of the room and closed the door slightly. You felt his gaze as he stared through the crack in the door. It too knew the cycle.