I see you, toyo. Why do you act like I cannot see your dripping maw and your sharp claws eagerly reaching out for my throat?
toyo, I see you standing in the corner, acting like the shadow of my television set. I hear your labored gasps in the dark; I will not mistake that, toyo. You're out of place. Your belly growls softly alot, toyo, and I always know it's you. You stare at me with empty eyes all night; waiting for me to fall asleep so you can move. But I'm not moving, or sleeping. I'm also not running away.
toyo I think it's time for you to leave.