"Hey, are you okay?"

I looked up and saw the bartender wiping a glass mug.

"Yeah I'm okay...well not really, it happened again..." I said.

"Figures, you better not be dozing off in my bar or I'll have to throw you out!"

I took a drink from my mug and said, "You know, there's something weird about all this."

"From all the stories I've heard, what makes yours any different from the rest?"

I told him what happened and how the mysterious figure said something before I passed out. By then the bartender starts looking at me like I did something stupid and said, "So you passed out when it started to say something...that's the darnedest thing I heard, guess your story is different from the others..."

"Yeah, but now that I'm starting to think about it, maybe it wanted to tell me something...what could it be?" I said.

"It's your problem, you deal with it yourself!"

Then as he started to leave to the kitchen, he stopped and said, "Another thing, you might want to get a girl so that way you won't become too lonely, trust me I know one guy who was like that."

"What happened?" I asked.

"They found him hanging by at the ceiling, he lived a lonely life, that poor fellow...used to be a regular here,"

"You know I'm from New York right? If I do get a girl, I doubt the relation would last on a long distance...not for me anyway."

"Don't sweat it, at least you'll have someone keeping you company for a while rather than whatever it is that shows up at night."

Later that evening, I went to a coffeehouse named after a character from "Moby Dick" and down several large cups of coffee. In order to know what the figure's after, I'll have to stay up as long as I can, also helped that I'm more of a night owl so in addition to that, I won't be sleeping until somewhere around next afternoon. Hours later while in the room, I paced back and forth for a long period of time waiting for the figure to show up. Even after several bathroom breaks due to all the coffee I drank, the figure had yet to show up even though it's already four in the morning at that point and I wasn't tried enough to sleep so I turn on the television.

"Hello,"

I turned and saw the figure, causing me to jump a bit.

The figure went to touch me, I backed away and then it disappeared while making a loud screeching sound!

Later that morning at the local internet cafe, I went to look up the figure by typing "figure with spaghetti like arms and flaming eyes sightings" on Google. Several results turns up and the one that caught my eye is a link to "creepypasta" website titled "Sleep Silhouettes". I clicked on the link to check it out and once the page loads, a picture came up and it looked just like that figure I saw that night! Granted the picture is a bit fuzzy since it's a illustration of what one have seen but that's when I knew what that figure is. Oddly enough, when I read the description, it's said that their appearances are more related to sleep, such as when one has a sleep paralysis (which many have suspected the sightings to be). However, being that I was awake when it happened, either this is one of the exceptions or I was hallucinating.

Remembering that this is the second time I have encountered that "sleep silhouette", this is too much of a coincidence to be a figment of one's imagination. Knowing what I'm up against, I became well prepared for the next possible meeting. That night while waiting for the silhouette to show up, I passed the time by watching television and after several hours, I looked at the clock and it's three in the morning. Then suddenly with a sing-a-long voice, "Are you waiting for me?"

I jumped a little and soon I became excited...

"Finally...now to see if you're real!" I said.

I went forward and tried to touch the silhou but it disappears before I could reach it.

"What are you doing?" it said.

It reappears right next to the bed.

I dove across the bed to catch it but hit the wall in the process.

"OW!"

I got up rubbing my head when the silhou then appears right next to me and said, "Are you okay?"

I quickly tried to grab it but it vanished again and I fell over.

"Where the hell are you?" I said.

"Can you please stop? You're scaring me!" it said.

I chuckled and said, "Scaring you? After what you have been doing and I'm scaring you?"

I pulled off the cover from the bed and tried to catch the silhou only to see it appearing right on top of it instead. I tried to tackle it only to knock over a lamp and I juggled the lampshade for a bit before putting it right back.

"That was close!" I sighed.

"Please stop, you're being mean!" it said.

I sat on the bed and said, "So what are you?"

"I came from the land of the dreams, we would come to your world for a visit to see what your people are like."

"So why do you show up scaring everyone in the room?"

"I didn't mean to, your people have been running away every time I came!"

Then he asked me, "Why did you try to chase me?"

I sighed and said, "Well, some people thinks your appearances aren't real and when that happens, I couldn't be sure if the whole thing's a dream so I decided to try to catch you to see if you're real."

Then suddenly I felt a chill to my chest and I started to shiver.

"Your people do that whenever I came to the room..." it said.

"No actually, I get that all the time." I said.

Well it's true, that's just me.

Then I said, "How long are you going to be here? Since it is a visit..."

"I want you to show me some places and how your people work, once it's done I will return to my world!"

"Okay, still you freaked out a lot of people...you should try not to scare everyone even if they're all accidental,"

It laughed and said, "I can change shape and size..."

Then it shrinks into a small floating orange orb.

Impressed by this, I start clapping.

"Okay, I'll be your guide, just try not to stand out too much, we'll start tomorrow!"

"I'll be here, please don't freak out again!" it said.

"I'll try, so anyway...what's your name?" I asked.

"Andvaka, please to meet you! What's yours?"

"Dennis!"

Next day I told the bartender what happened that night with excitement.

"...and that's what happened that night, it's not very scary once you get to know it!" I said.

The bartender looked at me and said, "Have you been taking drugs?"

"No, why?"

"Because this is the most unbelievable load of crap I have ever heard in my life, you're telling me that this thing wants to go sightseeing? I'll be damned if it wants to go to the Twins game!" he laughed.

Then I heard someone rushing into the bar and shoved me from behind. I got up and turn around and see the guy from days before!

"You dink, what the fuck with the ruckus last night? I couldn't fucking sleep and I got late again!" he screamed.

"Dink? Again with that lame insult? Seriously who the heck calls people 'dink'? No offense but are you gay?" I said.

Then he pushed me and said, "Shut the fuck up you dink! Ima kill you right now, I hate dinks like you!"

"What the hell's eating your grapes?"

"Stop calling me gay you dink!"

"Wait a minute, I didn't say that yo-"

"Shut up you fucking dink!"

Then he grabbed my shirt and I clenched my fists, ready to fight back when the bartender said, "Alright bud, you better get lost or I'm calling the police!"

Soon the crazy psycho let go and stormed out of the bar.

"You better watch out for this guy, he's a lunatic!" said the bartender.

"I can see that," I said.