[ WP ] the monster in the closet finally lures the child into the darkness , only to realize something is very very wrong

The closet door closed behind the child with a soft click, the darkness enclosed us, my time had come! 
 
 I had been waiting for this moment ever since I had heard that sickening noise, that foul, thought stifling hideous laughter seeping from it's dreams. 
 
 It was happy, disgustingly so. I had watched and waited, desperately seeking our sweet nectar fear but I had felt nothing. There was n't event a hint or suggestion of fear in the child. In my three thousand of their years I had never known a human without a hint of fear, a small flame that could be coaxed into an inferno. I would have to teach it, when I had finished the spawn of its spawn would remember this night in their nightmares! 
 
'Hungry' I growled almost too quietly for it to hear... 
 
 Nothing, just that too-calm heartbeat and my stomachs roiled, was that a chuckle? 
 
 I began to glow, I was that deep red colour of sticky human blood that spoke to their very souls - no child had resisted terror's grip on their puny heart when they saw me. 
 
 It looked straight at me and as I gazed into its eyes I felt real power, I began to unravel, this was no human. It was a creature like no other I had encountered. 
 
 My limbs began to quiver and my glow faltered, I knew fear. This was not the powerful life giving fear my kind had lived on for eons but the heart stopping fear that froze the blood and turned the bowels to water, human fear. 
 
'w-what are you?' I managed to stutter 
 
'you are n't human, w-where's the child?' 
 
'You are mine', the words simply arrived in my skull, it's lips did n't move'You have preyed on these creatures, growing fat off their fear, now it's my turn. I have come for you and for all of your kind' 
 
 It dissolved, leaving in inky black mass that floated in front of me, a mass I could see even in complete darkness, tendrils snaking out, burrowing into my eyes, I screamed, then blackness... 
 
 I awoke, surrounded by foul washed out pastel colours, weakly illuminated by the soft light from the window, a human infant's shrill cry pierced my skull, I could barely think, I glanced round and saw a claw slowly creep out from behind the closet door and slowly draw the door closed, the cry doubled and at that moment I realised the cry was mine...
