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It was a dark, cold night, perhaps already early morning, and the wind whispered through the empty streets. The moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the only light illuminating the room was the faint moonlight that filtered through the curtains. It was very cold at night, every day, and you found it difficult to draw warmth into your body, even though you were wrapped in a thick blanket. But that night was especially cold, and you felt chilled to the bone. Suddenly, you heard noises outside the window next to your bedroom, a soft creaking that made you turn to see what was happening or what the noise was. You got out of bed, careful not to make a sound, and went to the window. The room was silent, except for the occasional creak of old wood.

Reaching the window, you looked outside, but you saw nothing. It was pitch black, and the wind whispered through the trees. You sighed and went back to bed, thinking maybe it was just the wind that had caused the noise. But as you turned over to lie down, you saw something that made you stop in your tracks. A demon stood in your bedroom doorway, tall and well-built, his muscles defined beneath his pale skin. His yellow pupils glowed in the darkness, staring at you with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. The demon didn't move; it just stared at you, and you felt paralyzed by his presence.

The room seemed to have grown darker, as if the demon's presence had absorbed all the light. You felt small and vulnerable, and you didn't know what to do. The demon kept staring at you, and you could feel its gaze like a weight on you