He or It... I don't know

- Hello...

It muttered or even whispered the darkest darkness from the shadow at the corner of my room... I heard it, as clear as the wind, whistling through my curtains. I heard it in my mind but not with my ears.

It is there, I know, or he? I don't know. The sahdow just stares and stands, still, unmoved, it's watching my dreams and hopes shiver, The air, dense, cold, but I can't feel it... Can't.

Darkness surrounds the room. The moon, my beautiful moon, so thoughtful, full of hope and yet away and alone. It's light is afraid of this, of the thing or he... I still don't know. The light cannot enter, even if it's there, just scratching the window, warning me. The way is shut.

The cold intensyfies, dry ice in my soul, burning like hell from my insides out. I can see my breathe, yet I can't see, not with my eyes, nor with my soul. I sense my spirit leaving with every clinch of my teeth. They squeel, like little white sheep in my mouth, at a slaughter house waiting to be murdered. What is the point of having this mouth if I cannot yell, nor moan or even ask for it's or his name? I don't know...

- Hello...

Again? Damn! I'm not crazy or am I? The fear shatters and strangles my every move, frozen, I can't help it! My veins freeze while my heart pumps harder. I can even hear it...

One beat. It looks at me...

Second beat. He moves...

Third beat. It returns to the corner...

When I look directly at him, I know it's not there. When I look around he's right in the corner of my eye... He? Or it?... I don't know!

Darkness... Why is it so dark? I can't see! But yet... I can.

I listen to it, I hear something... Bones, bones cracking like woor in a fireplace, so loud but so soft. I can't ignore the fact that this is as real as my fear, I know it's coming. Closer every second. His hand closes in, like splinters coming out of its arm... With every finger, a crack, with every crack, a memory of my life dying.

I can't move, I don't want to. The fact that my lamp is two feet away doesn't matter, I'm too scared to yell, to move... My very existence hesitates.

It's closer now, breathing on me, between the light and my bed... Emptiness in his eyes, hate dripping from its mouth. That thing, that... "Him" is closing in and my only reaction is to close my eyes... 

Now... I can't see.

I open my eyes... I look at the darkest of darkness at the corner of my room. I can hear the wind whistling through my curtains. But not with my ears...

I stretch my arm towards my lamp's switch. The light turns on and I'm alone in my room. Emptiness fills the space, calms runs down through my body, a sort of happiness comes to peace my mind... Three in the morning, and my eyes can see.

I shall sleep now, a dream it must have been. I can sleep now!

The wonders and nightmares that my mind can create scare me. I know now that it couldn't be real. Or he? I don't know. Better said, I don't care anymore.

I turn off the light and let my body lay to rest on the bed... I close my eyes, I let my fears finally go...

- Hello...

It muttered, or even whispered... Now into my ear.