It’s midnight. The uneasy chill of darkness has swept over you, and you find sleep is unreachable. The window is open, a cold wind drifting through the curtains like ghosts in the night.
Then, a figure. He’s horrifying, bearing his fangs in your face. He offers you three nights. Three nights for what you may wonder.
Only time will tell. The madness and uncertainty only grow. It’s unknown what will ease you out of this lunacy, but perhaps, this playlist is a good place to start.