I lay awake at night in my dorm room bed, barely having a grasp on the real and my dream. The window lets in very little light this time of the day but it comforts me when my blinds are up. I like the outside and especially when it's warm enough to let in the night air. Sounds of scratching and a slight grumbling of the walls alert me to the window. Instead of that beautiful grey and purple haze I so enjoy I see this. A monster. Let's name him Marcus.