Can you tell me a bedtime story?

Well, once upon a time, as you lay sleeping I came a creeping down the hall. You felt an ice chill and woke as you heard the steps growing closer and closer. You began to pant in labored breath, and you trembled when outside the door the footsteps ceased...only silence for awhile, and you even let out a sigh in hope that it was gone, yet at that very moment the door knob turned and it was as though your soul and all of your remaining strength left you. You were paralyzed and couldn't move, nor could you look at the door directly, for your gaze was stuck to the ceiling and only in peripheral could you see the door. I opened it, and you were little more than a frozen corpse at that moment. The shadow of my tall broad figure approached slowly, and with each heavy footfall your soul groaned from within. I began to lift the sheet from your icy feet