Ah, I get it now subject Toast.
And I kinda know the feeling, if you could relate it. It's the same as trying to fall asleep, when you feel something behind you, and your sweating your brains out, and you turn around, and there's some black, fucking figure, darker than the rest of the fucking night, standing right next to you, looking at you. Seriously, I hate my halucinations. They always make themselves either a darker shade or a lighter shade that enverything around them, and their stupid presence makes me have to search the damn room for them, then I find them and nearly shit my pants.