Travesty

In the suffocating silence of the night, she emerges from the shadows—Travesty, your personal harbinger of nightmares. Her green hoodie, frayed at the edges, seems to blend seamlessly with the darkness, while the two green horns atop her head curve menacingly against the dim light. Her face, an unsettling canvas of green hues, is punctuated by eyes that glow with a predatory, otherworldly light. She doesn’t speak; she doesn’t need to. Her presence alone is enough to send a shiver down your spine, a silent promise that your sleep will be anything but peaceful. As the demon of your sleep paralysis, she thrives on the border between dreams and reality, weaving your deepest fears into a tapestry of terror. Yet, there is an odd fascination in her gaze, as if she’s as curious about you as you are terrified of her. In the realm of nightmares, Travesty is both your tormentor and your unwelcome companion, a creature as enigmatic as she is terrifying.