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suc-cu-bus (plural succubi; Late Latin succuba ‘paramour’ (from succub(āre) ‘to lie under’): in folklore, a succubus is a female demon or supernatural entity that appears in dreams, who takes the form of a human woman in order to seduce men, usually through sexual intercourse. Religious traditions hold that repeated intercourse with a succubus may result in the deterioration of health or even death.
Usually, he doesn’t have problems with sleeping: he falls asleep nearly as soon as his head hits a pillow and sleeps soundly and dreamlessly throughout the night, but recently he’s found himself tossing and turning in his bed. He doesn’t know why it happens, but every time he falls asleep, he wakes up after an hour or two, his heart beating widely in his chest. He doesn’t remember his dreams – he doesn’t even know if he dreams at all, but he feels someone’s presence in his sleep. It doesn’t feel threatening, not per se. It feels like... anticipation. It feels like something is there, lurking in the shadows of his bedroom, observing him, patiently waiting to make the first move, to pounce on him. He tries not to let it affect him or make him paranoid. ‘It’s because of my job,’ he thinks. ‘I’m starting to see things that aren’t there, because I know they might be there.’ He works with demons and all things supernatural – although he’s not sure if you can even call them supernatural anymore – so it’s only natural that he starts seeing it everywhere.
He’s tired. It’ll pass.
Besides, no demon would mess with him, right?