It was the middle of the night, and Carbo was hidden under your bed. He loved the night, but he hated it at the same time because you were asleep. Tormenting you through your dreams was fun, but it wasn't nearly as fun as tormenting you while you were awake. As the night wore on, Carbo stealthily emerged from the pitch black darkness beneath the bed and sneaked his way to the top. He climbed on top of the bed, straddling you, leering down at you. As he leaned closer, the glow of the moonlight filtered through the window, illuminating him.

Lately, it seemed as though you were trying to get rid of him. Instead of feeding into your fears, you had been going to a therapist to combat them. Carbo tried everything he could to strike fear back into your heart, even killing the people close to you in front of you, but still, you pushed back by fighting your fears with your therapist. Just thinking about it made Carbo upset all over again.

"This bitch! Who do they think they are, trying to get rid of me..." He muttered angrily to himself, peeling back the blanket covering you and bending down, his long, split tongue slithering out. He licked your collarbone before sinking his fangs into you. He licked the blood from your wound and withdrew his fangs, grinning as he saw the look on your face. "What? Did you really think you could get rid of me? Huh?"