We have all been alone in the dark, but... what if you never really were alone? What if all the twisted nightmares of your childhood, weren't really nightmares, and were real?
What if the old doll on the shelf had moved, and it wasn't just your imagination?
And the feelings you had as a child to not let a single limb hang off the bed had saved your life?
Sometimes, when it's dark and children don't do what their guts tell them to... is when I come out. No, you are not the only one being watched, I am everywhere. I am the darkest, most twisted, things you could imagen.
Your fears,
Your monster,
Your nightmares.
Only...
I am no nightmare.
I am the crule truth of the darkness underneath the bed...
For you, are not alone.
