I can't sleep. 3:00 am and all the lights are off. I'm just drifting into unconsciousness when I hear something. A foot away from my head, from inside of my headboard comes the sound of pure evil. I freeze, no longer tired, but filled with adrenalin and a bone numbing fear.
Slowly, I peel back the layers of blankets I've ironically cocooned myself in and creep towards my door doing all I can to ignore the sound of death coming from behind me. Door now open and safely inside the hall, I bravely push aside my fear and turn on my light... and there it is. Hungrily dancing around the fixture, as though the light will save it's blackened soul, is the spawn of Mothra itself... and it's still there.
I'd mistakenly left my window open, and as though it could smell it's prey from within, the moth squeezed between screen and windowsill. I can't go back in. I can feel it's evil emanating from my room even from the other side of the house. Only death awaits me in there... and everyone is asleep.
