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Cautiously I approach.  There’s still that nagging feeling of the spirit holding snug on my arm, but that feeling has almost become normal at this point.  I turn the handle.  Everything here is so very me.  Everything.  There’s the pink snuggie I put on the doorknob, there’s the warm and bright feeling I love about my room.  I smell half burnt incense, rosemary I think.  So very me…  There’s the picture of me with my parents when I was nine taped to the door and further up a picture of me on my fifteenth birthday surrounded by a dozen friends, all of us dressed up in extravagant dresses. 

So very me.  I push the door open.  It’s more of me.  White shag carpet, a massive queen sized bed with white covers and a white drape to cover the bed at night.  It’s like my little princess enclave.  A desk is there with my aged and worn monitor, a bookshelf stocked full of all my books, a treasure chest that is sure to be stuffed with all my odd teddies and knick knacks is there too.  There’s a closet on the far side, bound to be full of my clothes and a big beautiful window overlooking the kind oaks in my backyard.  Me.  Why am I here?  Why is my room here in this place? 

I rub where the wraith has his single hand resting, this can’t be real.  Why can’t he leave me alone?  Why can’t the specter just go away?  I slowly meander over to the bed.  Tired.  I’m suddenly exhausted.  Maybe it was the fright that wore me out or maybe it was my skin cracking, falling off, and getting glued back on.  The bed, I go to the bed.  I jump into my happy place and untie the two ropes that hold the drapes up.   They drop, giving me a bright shade of bliss and happiness.  I reach my head up to the pillow and feel myself closing my eyes.

This can’t be real, but at the same time it feels so very much alive.  My eyelids are only shut for a second before I hear something brush against the thin curtains… I knew it.  I open my eyes and turn.  A figure is pressing against the curtain.  Human, well, almost human.  Everything has the prefect resemblance of a man except the face, teeth too large, eyes too big, and a dark twisted grin.  The face just smiles at me.  I try to look away, to bury my eyes in my pillow but that bent stare gives me no favors.

I turn back and the ghoul is gone but instead the wraith has rematerialized itself right above me.  I feel the spirit grab my other arm and roll me over until I have my back against the bed.  Its ghostly legs touch my own and I stare into the darkness of its face.  There’s dried blood streaked across its face from when it screamed earlier.  No, this creature won’t get me now, it won’t scare me anymore.  Defiant, I lock eyes with the ghost deciding if it wants a staring contest I’ll stare till the damn beast lets go and finds another poor girl to plague.

“You will suffer my cute lover.” What?  Lover?  I pull on my arms only to realize they are trapped, I pull at my legs, they are be stuck too.  The manifestation lowers its ghastly face close to mine and its warm breath spews out onto my neck and chin.  No, what the fuck does it think its doing?  As I squirm it pulls both my hands above my head and with great strength manages to hold both of my hands above my head with a single one of his. 

“No!” I shout at the beast while trying to push myself way, “No!” I knock my head back and forth and wiggle my body like a worm trapped between a kid’s fingers desperately trying to break free.  Nothing seems to work as the wraith lowers its mouth so close to mine I can taste its saliva just by proxy.  “Gotchu my little doll, now there’s nowhere to crawl.” It says before it finally pushes its lips against mine.  “No…” I muffle as I feel its second hand reach between its legs and mine. “No……” I gurgle as its tongue comes out the pink beast viciously wraps around mine.  There’s heat coming from inside my thighs as the monster pushes its lower half towards mine.  There’s warmth coming from between my legs as its tongue reaches as far as it can down my throat and everything around me finally goes dark.