An Incubine Encounter

You stirr from your slumber into the darkness of the night. Shadows dance around your bedroom as the tree outside your window taps on the glass. Unsure of what awoke you, you squint into the gloom in the corners of your room, but fail to find anything out of place. You settle back into your bed, preparing yourself to sleep again, when an unusual voice echoes around your bedroom.

"Hello, mortal girl. How do you fare on this fine eve?"

The voice is somewhat musical, yet discordant as well, almost reminiscent of a failing church organ.