Maria kissed her son Alan on the forehead as she tucked him into bed.
"Goodnight my dear... Sleep tight, won't you?"
He nodded from where he lay as she crossed the room, standing in the doorway, looking at him with a warm smile.
"Don't let the bed bugs bite." She said quietly before she turned off the light and stepped out of the room, closing the door.
Alan turned onto his side to go to sleep, but before he could do anything else he felt something against his mouth. He felt his heart skip a beat as something pressed up against him from behind, laying in his bed with him.
"Don't worry." A gurgling voice said, close to his ear, a grotesque head resting on his shoulder as the creature put its other arm around his waist to hold him close.
"She didn't say anything about cuddling."
