Hell hath no fury like 10000 cranky ghosts

Ten thousand?! You had summoned ten thousand mother fucking ghosts?! And they were all pissed you had woken them up. On top of all that, you couldn't see them unless they wanted you to so you had no idea where they were, just that they were there and they aimed low. For some reason, they had been leaving you alone for the last hour. You figured they were either studying you or waiting for you to drop your gaurd. Well, now you had **** but to drop your gaurd. You had to go to bed. There was no getting around it, you had signed up for the earliest class they offered thinking an 8am to 5pm schedule was close enough to your old highschool schedule that you could do it no problem, but you had found that after a year break to think of what you had wanted to go for that you had to get a full eight hours to function the next day. It made no sense to you, that's just how it was. You had already changed into your pajamas after taking a shower, but you were apprehensive to climb into bed. You had no idea what they would do to you while you slept. Pushing it off for another thirty minutes, you just couldn't anymore.

"Please let me sleep in peace," you call out to your 'empty' room as you climb into bed, turning the lamp on your nightstand off before getting confortable. Soon, you drift off into restless slumber.