She walks over to my bed and rests on top of the covers, when I switch off the lights, she lets out a small howl and seconds later she's at my side, hanging on to me. The moment her body brushes mine through the soft fabric covering us, I stiff a little, I can feel her trembling against me. I reach for the light switch and she instantly escapes me. “Are you nyctophobic? Tell me just what it is that you're scared of?”

“Monsters and murderers.” She murmurs. underneath her breath. Her ...