Scott Reelmen, a 28 year old man, married to Josephin Carter and has two daughters and two sons. Scott really loved his family that he would do anything for them. They all lived comfortably in their small little home. Despite all of this, Scott has troubles with a certain someone or something. It has bothered him for a very long time, the cause? He doesn't knows why. All we know is that its there with him at every moment of every time.
It all started when he was around about 10 years old? Scott never really liked being with people, he prefers sitting somewhere quiet and letting his mind loose where no one will bother him. He has anger issues as one can say, but they weren't really to the extent where it bothered people. It's just there within him but it doesn't really affect him. Although, he prefers not to show people this side of his.
Because to him it's his demon.
He hates seeing how people would look at him if he'd ever got angry and he doesn't want that. To avoid all of this, he made his anger into a demon. Just like a person except its a demon to him. He doesn't embrace it but he makes it into something he can take care of. It was all good for a few years but when he turned 23 he started seeing things, things he would not like to see.
A person with their body inside out and more on. These nightmare of his grew and grew until one day instead of seeing what he usually saw, he saw a person. When he saw this person appear in his nightmare instead he became even more terrified of going to sleep at night. There were times where he had been sleepless and chugged down about five to six cups of coffee.
As it was affecting his health, productivity and his studies, he decided to pay a visit to a psychiatrist. His decision were strongly opposed by his family and cousins except for his younger sister. She encouraged him to go if it really is something important. So he went despite the protests of him going but he still remembered his younger sister's words.
So he went to the closest hospital nearby. He had booked an appoinment prior to this which allowed him to meet with the psychiatrist right away. He was brought into a room and met the psychiatrist.
He told everything that has been happening to him including his nightmares and how vivid they were. There was even a point where Scott bawled his eyes out explaining the details of his nightmares begging for a solution to stop it. Mr.C his psychiatrist looked at him with pity and started writing down his prescriptions. 
His psychiatrist gave him a bottle of sleeping pills to be taken every time he has trouble sleeping. With that, Scott went back to his house and continued with his studies, averting his mind from his memories. A few hours had passed and it was finally dark outside, he stopped his studies and began slowly lying down back on his bed. He took a pill before falling asleep just to see if the pills would really help him.
The next day he said absolutely nothing because of what he had seen in his dreams.
Back to his present self, Scott went back to meet with his psychiatrist which he had stopped seeing a long time ago due to unseen circumstances. 
"Why hello there Mr.Scott, its been a long time since we had last met"
Is what he said, with that Scott looked at him with remorse and hatred. Seeing this his psychiatrist chuckled out loud causing even more distress to Scott. 
"Why have you done this?! Why have you done this to me?!"
"Well Scott" Mr.C began as he turned into something horrid and disgusting "you're mind is what makes you so special, I have never seen anyone as stupid as you"
He cackled leaving Scott standing there with confusion written on his face.
"ha ha ha.....It's bean a while since i had such a good laugh. You really think you have the perfect family?" Mr.C exclaimed as he talked slowly, word by word.
"What does.....that mean" It was a question indeed, but did he need the answer to that question. No. Why? because he already knows the answer.
"The reason for your nightmares aren't really because of something small, but because of something big. You ever wonder how easy it was for Jose to enter your pathetic life? Quite easy, why? Well you for one is someone who fears that one day the truth about your issues will be revealed."
"What...How did you...no way"
"Look at you, you're not even afraid of seeing me like this. After all that you have seen I'm sure you've grown used to it. Back to where we were, it all started when you were 10, the day where you locked eyes with her, Jose. You shouldn't have done that...."
"You don't mean to say that she's the one that has been causing all of this..."
Mr.C laughed soo hard there were black ink like fluids coming out of his mouth. Scott was getting impatient but at the same time he started putting the pieces together.
"She's the cause of all of this, your nightmares, your hopelessness. The day she saw you, she started feeding of off your anxiety, your fears. It was so strong in you that she decide not to let you go forever until she's satisfied"
"She's the one that's been causing all of this....." Scott had tears coming out of his eyes rolling down his cheek.
"Oh, but of course she isn't the only one we all have. After all, she is my daughter you know."
"Your daughter......?"
Mr. C moved slightly closer. Never once breaking his eye contact with Scott.
"Mmm.....she is my daughter indeed"
He let out a deep hoarse laugh. It was like hearing someone laugh but really really slowly.
But then again if he was the one who laughed so slowly, why am I the one moving......so...........slow-
*THUD*
"Looks like the poison finally kicked in. How pitiful"
Mr. C chuckled and disposed of the body, continuing his day like any other days.