As the moon rose high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over Raven's Edge, Tom found himself ensnared in a web of dark whispers that clawed at his sanity. The haunting echoes of the Shadow Demon's ethereal voice filled his mind, chilling his bones and tormenting his dreams.

Night after night, Tom would awaken in a cold sweat, his heart pounding with an unexplainable fear. Shadows seemed to dance and contort around his room, whispering sinister secrets and tempting him with promises of unimaginable power. The veil between the mortal realm and the realm of shadows grew thinner, and Tom could sense the lurking presence of the Shadow Demon, waiting patiently for the perfect moment to strike.