Listen can you hear it? The sounds in the walls? They're talking-talking about you. What? You can't hear it? You can't hear the small thumps in the night- the quiet whispers right outside your door? Can you see the shadows standing right at the foot of your bed? What a shame you can't. They're still talking about you. 

Talking about all the ways they could make you scream. I doubt you're aware of them all. But I won't list them. Just go back to sleep. Don't bother worrying about them until you roll over and see a shadow standing over you. It's there for you. To take you with it. Don't worry as the room temperature slowly drops. That's how they take your soul. You'll be alright. Go back to sleep and spend your last moments dreaming.