[ TT ] A child is kidnapped . Outraged , the monsters that live under their bed and in their closet vow to find them .

It's strange to be awake during the day. Normally I am recharging,'sleeping' if you will, but there's something wrong. I slink through the dark spaces in my dwelling, nearly caught by a strange man in blue clothes walking by the downstairs closet. Thankfully the door remains shut, and my three eyes peer through the cracks. 
 
 `` She is 3'2'' and has brown hair and blue eyes and we miss her so much. Please, please bring her back, she needs to be back with us!'' That is Mother, crying into a camera while Father places his hand on her back. 
 
 Something is wrong. Very wrong. I can always sense Darcy, but when she leaves the house the connection dulls. I cast my senses out, making all three men in blue shiver, though Mother and Father remain posing in front of the camera. 
 
 The connection to my charge, my source of life... it is dull but in another way. She is not well. I must get her help. 
 
 There. That one. Fresh out of childhood, her fears ripe to be shown. She will do. I begin to whisper in her ear, and it is so fun to watch her squirm but I have a job to do. Ducking into the shadows at the top of my hall closet, she does not look up but she does notice the small door at the back of my sanctuary. 
 
 Humans. They are so obstinate. A wispy tendril pulls her back, when she would have dismissed what she did not want to see. A bit of pressure forces her to confront a fear, and she finally opens the door at the back of the closet. As I felt, Darcy lays curled up, barely aware of me but I grin, all ten, sharp teeth glinting and she begins to cry. 
 
 Finally. The woman shrieks, unwillingly but she was frozen and her pitch brings more men in blue rushing to my space. I meld back upstairs to the Room, as I've done what I can for now. My Darcy needs help, and while I will be here to feed when she wakes, I can not heal her flesh. Mother and Father go white, and I revise my plan. I will find Darcy once she is properly ready to be scared again, but until then I can sustain myself on the two parents. 
 
 They're going to be *delicious*. They'll have nightmares to last for *days*.
