Until It Sleeps

She's with me until it sleeps again, curled inside my brain like when she was a little girl and would crawl into bed with me and press her cold feet against my legs until I yelped. Now she tries to keep her cold feet away, but I still yelp sometimes. That's the best I can describe it. How would you like having one of the soulless brides of the unnamed one shacking up with you? Just fine, if she was your sister. I have to wear sunglasses when she's there, and be careful not to let them slip, or her/my gaze could send my neighbor walking his dog spiraling straight into the abyss, and I really don't want a repeat of what happened with Fluffy. It's just not right to treat a dog that way, but that's the Nameless for you.


Inspiration: "Until It Sleeps" - Apocalyptica
Story Potential: High
Notes: I rather like the tone/subject matter contrast. Neither's particularly original, but together, I think it works. And I do okay with that horror/humor thing.