It began a few weeks ago. Normally, she doesn't have trouble sleeping despite the late nights required for her job as an infamous Disk Jocky, but something was happening night after night that made Vinyl Scratch fail to catch her Zs. She suddenly wakes up in the middle of the night, unable to move from her bed, and scared out of her mind. What's worse is that despite not being able to move, she can feel something there is with her. Something moving. Something breathing. It terrifies her to no end, and the only hope she has is to wait the long, painful hours before for the morning sun's rise.

Will she be able to escape this waking nightmare, or will the sleep deprivation drive her over the edge? Regardless, at least her tunes always seem to be set up in absolutely radical positions in her gear, leaving one less thing to worry about, but she can't remember if she adjusted them herself...