those who eat us while we sleep

Tormented with an active imagination, Kas can no longer take her, and her recurring night gaunts or her daily gaunts watching her, giving into her insecurities. Every day since her parents moved into the small town of Gato Negro, people have turned the lights on at the slightest movement in their direction. It's not her, or her curse but an after "affect " of something she's slowly trying to understand. But tonight. Tonight was it. Tonight will be the last time she's at the mercy of the unknown and its companions of parasitic compilation, and she will no longer be afterthought in the minds of those around her. She is not a little girl anymore, and what had her chained can no longer hold such power anymore. As all that stands between them and us is the will one has against the monsters eating us while we sleep, keeping us awake and menacingly observing our life like some twisted spectacle of things to be only witnessed, then devoured. But what happens when we leave the realm of monsters left to starve? What makes monsters monsters is the idea of an uncontrollable, untamed, and unearthly force given life by one's faculty for the imaginative and awe-inspiring. Or nightmarish and petrifying.