I was sick. I just wanted to sleep, so I took some Benadryl, hoping to pass out for the foreseeable future. Except… I took too much, and woke up to the Hat Man standing in my living room. Look, I know how this sounds, okay, but listen. But he’s tall. He’s shadowy. He’s got this deep, rumbly voice, and for some reason, he’s very invested in trying to keep me alive. Which is great—because apparently something else out there really wants me dead. Something big. Ancient. Hungry. The kind of thing that doesn’t knock before it tries to crawl into your reality and eat you alive. So now I have two problems. A creepy, Cthulhu wanna-be who wants to eat me, and a tall, dark, and handsome shadow daddy who just kinda… looks at me like he wants to eat me. Don’t judge me, okay?! Hi, my name is Ainsley, and I got freaky with the Hat Man. Not sorry.