I don't know why. I don't fear the dark. I don't believe in monsters. But i have a fear. Several months ago i had a hallucination where what i can only describe as a demon crawled out of my closet. Ever since there's an uneasiness inside of me. I know it wasn't real, but it was horrifying. It's like the dark crack of the closet door is staring at me. It's getting dark.