Weeks turned to months, and our friend is still in the same cycle of poor nutrition and lack of sleep. He is starting to really miss home and feels very lonely despite being around all these people. The stress of his studies certainly aren't making things any better.

One evening, Tuomo entered their room, threw his knapsack on his bed, and announced, "Keg party tonight, it will be epic, there will be plenty of girls. Let's go!"

"I know, I heard. I'm just not feelin' it. You go man, have a blast."

"Oh, I most definitely will, but I want you to join us. It will do you some good."

"Thanks for the invite, but I'll pass."

"Ok bro, no problem. Just know that people are starting to ask about you. You are getting a bit of a reputation as a loner."

"That's fine. Enjoy your evening."

"Cheers," replied Tuomo as he head to take a shower. Soon after, he was dressed in his party clothes and out the door.

Our friend stayed in his room that night to study and to try to sleep early. He was in bed just before midnight and feeling burned out.

This was not an ordinary night, however. Unbeknownst to him, he was visited by someone. Or, shall we say, something.

On that fateful night, he was visited by the demon of loneliness. A hovering, cloaked shadow figure had made its way into our friend's psyche.