Living in an invisible world has its perks. When the boredom becomes overwhelming she likes to entertain herself. Sometimes by having imaginary conversations with the Doctor, or sometimes by playing tricks on his companion - this became her favorite pastime. She wanted to test how much Clara could sense her. While Clara slept, she would hum an old lullaby her mum used to sing her, her humming would go unheard, but the sleeping girl became restless. This activity didn't last long, for the poor girl began to have dark circles around her eyes, so the creature resorted to other antics. She would move certain items around the room when Clara wasn't looking, or occasionally hide something, snickering while she observed Clara frantically hunting for the item she 'misplaced.' She didn't dare try any of these activities on the Doctor, not that he could sense her anyway. She couldn't place an answer as to why; maybe it was because she was a coward, that he would investigate these odd occurrences and would, somehow, find her. But by no means could he ever, and she was almost content with that.

Almost is such a petty word. She almost wished he could see her, she almost desired for him to acknowledge her. She almost wanted to ask him why he lied to her, why he left her, and if he regretted never telling her the truth. She had been angry before. Oh, how the rage consumed her when the truth had finally made itself known. It had casually knocked on her front door, then burst through, leaving her life in shambles. Now, however, the rage had tempered out, and all she wanted was reconciliation, almost. She didn't know what would happen if he saw what had become of her, what he would think, and she berated herself for even caring, but the nagging curiosity never left that corner of her mind. Come now, the voice would insist, all this power and you never bother to experiment with it. There is so much more you can do, just try, let me help you, and you can ask these questions to the dear Doctor himself. She would ignore the monster, but its words never went unconsidered.