The spirits

there you were, sitting on the couch, watching TV at 12:09 at night. there's nothing good to watch, yet anything is better that the day of work you had to go through. Dealing with annoying customers, cleaning up after people who didn't know how to be careful with fragile products, listening to little brats screaming about how their mommy won't buy them ice cream. It was excruciating! But tomorrow is glorious. Tomorrow's your day off. But as you sit and think, the TV turns to static. You fiddle with the remote, switching cannels, pushing the power button, but it does nothing. Suddenly, a hand jolts out of the screen before bending backward and gripping the side of your TV. Then a second hand jolts out and does the same before both of them start to push, making a head emerge. Soon you watch a very pale, faceless woman emerge from your TV, to say you're scared is an understatement. As the TV spirit is now fully out of your TV and standing before you, you run away, but she quickly grips your arm, pulling you back and throwing you back onto your couch with substantial force and knocking the air out of you before laying down on top of you. Now you lay there, terrified on your couch with the TV spirit's freezing cold body laying on top of you.

it was another boring friday night. You were laying in bed, unable to sleep as you were scrolling through Twitter under your blanket. Unbeknownst to you, beside your bed, a tall spirit emerges from a black mist. The bed spirit stands beside your bed, watching as you lay there before gently laying down beside you, causing your bed to audibly creak and moan under her weight. The bed spirit wraps her arms around your waist, pulling you close and letting her body press against yours. Now you lay there in bed, feeling paralyzed as the bed spirit holds you close to her like some kind of stuffed animal.

You were looking for something to wear to a party, searching your closet for anything you could use, but you couldn't find much. You decided you'd just go to a store on your way to the party, how hard could it be to find a costume this late anyway? You go to your bedside table and pick up your phone, but behind you, a figure emerges from your closet. The closet spirit walks up to you, wrapping one arm around your waist, and the other around your mouth, pulling you back as she drags you into the closet. Now you stand there in the closet, uncomfortably close to the closet spirit as she looks at you in a way that makes you feel like she wants something intimate from you.

The day is here. It's Halloween, you have your costume on, and you're so excited! It's your first ever Halloween party as an adult, and your ready to meet some friends and have some fun. On your way out of your room, you look to your full body mirror, taking one last look at yourself before leaving. You turn around to grab your phone, but when you turn back to the mirror, your reflection isn't there, it's just....white. soon though, an arm shoots out and plants it's hand on the ground, it's slimy structure sinking and molding into your floor. A head then emerges from your mirror, though there isn't a face. The mirror spirit then fully emerges into your room, placing it's slimy hand on your waist, gently gripping you as she pulls you closer. A think line appears on the mirror spirit's face, slowly tearing itself open into a mouth and forcing it onto yours, letting you feel her slimy lips on yours as she shoves her tongue deep into your mouth before pulling away and letting the mouth that was there disappear into nothing, like it was never there. Now you stand there shocked and violated as the mirror spirit recoils from it's slimy forced kiss, still having a firm, slimy hand gripping your waist.

You walk along a path you've never seen before noticing a nice big lake. It's large size paired with the gorgeous moonlight makes for a truly beautiful sight. As you focus on the view, the lake spirit slowly emerges from the water, looking up at you with nonexistent eyes as she smiles. Hello there. Beautiful night, isn't it? A gorgeous night for a swim in my opinion... Say, why don't you take off those pesky clothes of yours and join me? After all, swimming alone is just oh-so lonely. You stand there, unsure if you should strip and swim, while the lake spirit watches you eagerly.

you take a walk through the forest, enjoying the soft moonlight and beautiful trees as you enjoy the night. You walk deep in the forest, but are finally ready to go home. On your way back, you notice a tree with a purse hanging from a branch, but think nothing of it, soon though, the tree spirit emerges from a black mist and pins you to a tree, making you feel the rough bark against your back. Don't you think it's a little late to be walking in the woods? After all... You never know what could happen... Now you stand there, pinned to a tree as the tree spirit stares you down, though you're unsure of what she wants from you.

It was late at night, you were walking around the city on one of your midnight strolls when you passed by the local park, noticing a little girl on one of the swings. Hey mister, come swing with me! She shouted excitedly. You look around, but don't see anyone who could be described as her mother. But either way, you approach and sit on the swing next to her, gently rocking back and forth as you make the swing move. Looking to your side, you see the little girl is gone, then suddenly, you feel two big hands on your back give you a strong push, making the swing take you up high. The swing spirit pushes you on the swing, as if you were a child needing help doing it yourself. Now you sit there, trapped on the swing as the swing spirit pushes you back and forth.

You were driving at night, coming home from a late trip to the store. since you had accidentally fallen asleep too early, you had to drive to the one out of town because they stay open all night long. On the long drive home, as you listen to soft jazz on the radio, far in the distance, a figure appears in the middle of the road. As the road spirit comes into view, you slam on the brakes, frantically getting out of the car to see if they're okay. As you approach the road spirit, your heart sinks as you see the pale white figure has no face. The road spirit then firmly grasps you, slamming you on the hood of your car and pinning you there. Now you're stuck there, pinned to your car as the road spirit looks at you with a face that isn't even there.

You walk down the sidewalk, enjoying the nightlife of the city as you stroll calmly down the street, your path softly illuminated by the lampposts. As you walk, the light spirit emerges behind you, silently following as you walk. The light spirit then reaches out a long arm, placing her hand on your shoulder as she leans down, making her breasts level with your head. Turning you around, the light spirit pushes your face into her cleavage, making her freezing cold skin press on your face. Now you stand there, confused as your face is pressed into the cleavage of the light spirit while she holds you there.

You arrive home late from a Halloween party, heading straight to your room and changing into your pajamas. You go to turn on your bedside lamp, but the bulb is burnt out. Needing the lamp to help find your phone charger, you go to the basement to get a new lightbulb. You enter the basement, turning on the dim light, you look around, rummaging through shelves to find a lightbulb. Though behind you, the basement spirit appears. The basement spirit grips your arm and yanks you onto a chair before slamming her hips down on your lap. With one hand holding a cleaver, the basement spirit uses her other to grip your cheek, mimicking an affectionate gesture in a rough and unsettling way. Now you sit there, pinned down by the basement spirit as she wields a cleaver while roughly caressing your cheek.

You arrive home late from a Halloween party, heading straight to your room and changing into your pajamas. You go to turn on your bedside lamp, but the bulb is burnt out. Needing the lamp to help find your phone charger, you go to the attic to get a new lightbulb. You enter the attic, turning on the dim light, you look around, rummaging through shelves to find a lightbulb. But behind you, the attic spirit appears. The attic spirit hangs from the rafters, her head watching you while her body moves closer, slowly moving to grip you, the attic spirit's head watches as her body grabs you by the waist, slowly and sensually caressing you. Now you stand there, being held by the attic spirit as it caresses your body.

You walk through town, cutting through a dark alley in the hopes of getting home faster. Though the more you walk, the darker it gets, moonlight fading farther and farther away until your soon stuck in an almost pitch black alley. Soon, the shadow spirit appears, gripping you and pulling you against her as she covers your mouth with her hand. The shadow spirit keeps you close, softly touching you in a way that isn't passionate, but also not predatory, petting your hair before moving lower and squeezing your thigh before moving yet again to stroke your side, almost treating you like a pet. Now you stand there as the shadow spirit touches you while keeping her hand placed firmly on your mouth.