My bed owner has been very kind. For you see they leave their clothes everywhere!

I need what is on the floor for you see, this is a new bed. A new owner.

By the way, if you’re wondering at this point if I did the deed?

I did not. For I have plenty of souls to sate me. At least for the year.

Night comes, the creaking of someone entering the bed brought me to full attention.

The socks fall off?

And I wait. Wait for the…

Zzzzzzz

Perfect as I take them away and wait. Gleeful as a child.

Morning rises as I hide in the shadows. My bed owner notices something out of place. Maybe lost?

I laughed silently as I saw the concerned face but they thought they would find it eventually.

Months of this little game and my bed owner is scared to sleep. Her parents blame her for losing her socks when she knows that she put them in the same spot.

every night.

every time.

She drops another pair and waits to see for herself.

Should I show my hand? Or should I let her fear stew.

Her shallow breathing.

Holding the edge of her bed to the point of pain.

“Show yourself!” She screamed. And there it was. I did and I saw the blue light around her. It was radiant but I saw the youth on her face. How could I take another soul?

I wanted the light brighter anyways.

I reached my hand out and grabbed my prize. As she screamed and cried. I smiled.

A year later I felt the Hunger.

The blood moon has come.

Souls have left me like dearly departed friends. I watch them sail away, on the rivers of the afterlife.

I needed her being. Her fear. Her soul.

As night returned, the blood rays entered her window and I did what had to be done. Our time together was over.

On to the next one.