"That's okay. No hugs are needed. It would be very uncomfortable for you anyway. My skin isn't exactly nice to feel."

It rests its head on Figment's bed.

The silhouette moved closer. Figment's eyes would focus in the dark, and he'd be able to see the figure more clearly.

Tonight was another night of no sleep. You just couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard you tried. You hear a shuffling sound. When you open your eyes to investigate, you see a figure by your bedside. You attempt to move, but you find that you cannot. It is staring at you.

Was there a time when you couldn't fall asleep? You're lying down, you look blankly at the darkest corner of your room. When...you swear something just moved.