hour, the tranquility of their home was shattered by the piercing cries of his daughter. The clock would strike 2:00 a.m., and like clockwork, the peaceful silence morphed into a chorus of distressing screams that echoed through the house. “No, it hurts!” she would cry out, her small body writhing in the throes of some unseen torment. Each night, the father would rush to her side, holding her close and whispering soothing words, yet these attempts to calm her were futile, as the nightmares only seemed to deepen their grip on her psyche.
After weeks of sleepless nights and a growing sense of helplessness, her father, James, resolved to uncover the mystery behind the nocturnal terror. He started by seeking help from a child psychologist, hoping they could provide some insight or remedy. However, sessions only revealed that the nightmares were centered around a persistent, shadowy figure, yet the origins remained elusive.
