The Doctor Who Watched Me Sleep

If you sleep fine at night, you're one of the lucky ones. Because for months

I couldn't close my eyes without seeing things. Things that weren't supposed to be in

my room. Shadows moving across the walls. Figures standing in corners.

My psychologist said it was all in my head. Told me no screens after nine.

Total darkness. So I did exactly that and started sleeping like a baby.

Finally I could rest. But something felt off. I never remembered

falling asleep or waking up. It was like someone flipped a switch and suddenly it

was morning. Then one day I noticed bruises on my arm. Scratches too. Fresh ones that