Angela_(0)
Angela felt a weight on her abdomen; her eyes weren’t focused yet but she was very aware of something being very wrong. The pressure was holding her down on her bed and it didn’t seem as though she was able to move. She wasn’t able to discern much of the figure on top of her: small, dark and malformed. The little light in her room didn’t fall correctly on the figure. It wasn’t right. Angela thought to herself, “It isn’t… human!” The creature clawed at Angela with a taloned hand, gripping at her chest and turned its face to hers. Angela would have screamed; would have bolted or fought, but she was paralyzed by its gaze. Its eyes were red rimmed black. Its face was covered with bristly black hair, with pointed ears and a …