The darkness inside my mind rivals the blackest pits of hell. There are times when I can't tell the real world from the nightmares. But this time, something's different.
The nightmares take shape and follow me when I'm awake.
Aster. The shadowed demon doesn't plan to let me go. And I can't get enough of it.
He may think he's caught mebut you can't catch what comes willingly.