Supernatural: Fallen Son

Heads or Tails

'Annie.'
'Annie?'
'Annie.'
'Annie!'
'Annie!'
The whispering voice had still somehow found a way to cut through the young girl's bedsheets. She had her pillows and her duvet wrapped tightly, suffocatingly so, around her head - just trying to not here the voice of the thing on her chair. It had been there all night. Maybe it was the boogeyman? Maybe it was an alien? Whatever it was, it had been there since she first closed her eyes, and kept staring at her with those awful red eyes.
Taking a single peek out of the covers, Annie stared around the room, and sure enough, the small, lemur-like monster sat there on her bedside chair. Smiling a rictus grin of a thousand needle like teeth, the Whatever-it-Was' eyes widened with joy. 'Annie! Where's my Tailypo?'
'I don't know...' Annie shivered with a growing sense of dread. If this was just her imagination, then how come her imagination wanted something that she didn't have? And had never had. She took her eyes of it for just a second, and when she turned back it was gone. She smiled a little smile, and the dug herself back down underneath her bedsheets.
'Annie?'
'Yes you do. Yes you do have my Tailypo. I want it!' Screeched the sharp, childlike voice of the creature. Annie took another look outside and found Whatever-it-Was curled up on her bedside table like a kitten from her worst nightmares.
'Muuuuuuuuuum!' Annie screamed, burying her face in her pillow an her body shivering in threatened fear. However, the thing on her furniture had moved to the end of her bed now.
It smiled its awful smile again, and then started to creep towards her like a red-eyed demon shadow or something. 'Not yet.' It hissed. 'Mummy dearest can't hear you. Not until I'm done with you...' It cackled, and then unsheathed claws from its ebony paws, and leapt onto the front of the bed so that it was physically staring down at Annie's face.

Annabelle quickly put up her covers to try to defend herself, and then started to pray like her school had taught her.
However, a little girl's prayers were no match for the Whatever-it-Was' voice. Scratches rung out on her headboard, and the whispering voice laughed repeatedly.
'Taily-po... Tailypo... Taily-po give it back!' It practically screamed between chuckling breaths. 'Give it back give it back give it back give it back or I'll rip you to shreds!'
'Mum! Dad! Help me!' Annie screamed as loud as her throat could muster. She didn't have this thing's Tailypo. She never had it! She had never heard of it! She didn't understand!
More phantom scratches on her headboard, and then the thing's little black hands peeled back her bedsheets and it laughed maniacally...

'Annie?' Her mum called from downstairs, finally hearing her screaming. She practically shot up from the sofa, nearly tripping up on a chair as she ran for the stairs. Her daughter had been screaming louder that she previously thought possible. Slamming open her door, her mum stared at something impossible. Her child was gone. Vanished from her bed. On her headboard, the word 'Tailypo' was carved. Looking around desperately, and mumbling her daughter's name over and over - she screamed in grief and shock.