Are you afraid of the dark? Of what lurks in the shadowy unknown? Visions of moaning monsters crawling on top of your bed, with razor sharp teeth, ready to chomp down on your neck. Your teddy bear, laying next to you, it’s face concealed. But you can see the smile. Somehow, somewhere, it’s plans of murder are there. So you pray the morning comes quickly, while your heart pounds louder than ever before. Footsteps echo through the hallway… but are they friend or foe? Beloved mother or 3 legged ghost? You should be afraid of the dark.