A creature visited me last night. Its face was blank, but for a blood smeared mouth, painted  into the shape of a smile. It lingered at the bottom of my bed, watching me without eyes, and hearing me without ears.

The moment I laid eyes on it, it clapped its hands excitedly, standing barely illuminated by the moonlight that crept in through the window. And in that moment when I was about to scream, it tickled my toes with a cold bony finger, and slowly progressed to the soles of my feet. Then I began laughing hysterically, as the tickling intensified.

Then I was locked in a trance-like state, as the creature began to tickle me all over, and my fears were all washed away. It got up into my face, and I could see the bloody smear around its mouth was fresh, and glistening in the moonlight. It then began chomping its sharp and serated teeth close to my face, producing a light clacking sound.

Its breath was warm on my face, as I stared at the space where no eyes sat, nothing but a blank page of skin. But even without eyes, I felt its gaze on me. I continued laughing uncontrollably, as it tickled my belly button, bringing upon me a strange almost unnatural sense of calm.

Then it grabbed my hand in a firm grip with its bony hand, as it continued to tickle me with its other. It licked my fingers with a long forked tongue, then it began nibbling the end of my finger, and I could see blood beginning to trickle.

But I just continued laughing. And when it bit my index finger off with one hard Chomp! I didn’t feel no pain. I only felt pleasure, and laughter, as it crunched my finger in its mouth, loudly munching bone and flesh.

I was aware it was eating me, but I didn’t care. The laughter blocked the pain, overwhelming me with happiness. So I just continued laughing, and it continued to eat me. After my fingers were gone, it ate my cheeks, all the while its long bony finger never stopped tickling, as it wriggled about inside my belly button.

And when it did stop tickling, I stopped laughing. The pain of my wounds now beginning to set in. And my eyes widened upon coming out of my hypnosis, and seeing that completely bloodstained blank face right up in my own. I tried to scream, but it put its icy hand over my mouth, and whispered to me…

“That’s enough laughter for tonight,” it said, before it began stroking my forehead. “Tomorrow night we shall play again!”