The second my head hit the pillow on my bed that night I found myself standing in the clearing of the dark forest from my nightmare again. Everything looked much the same as it did the last time, only now there were dark clouds in the sky overhead, dark clouds that rumbled with thunder and crackled with lightning. A strong wind picked up, making the trees and bushes around me rustle while making the water of the pond ripple.
“So you came back, eh?” said a familiar feminine voice from the shadows. “And you aren’t even afraid anymore.”
From out of the shadows of the trees stepped Nightmare. She looked as ugly and horrifying as ever, her upside-down eyes glittering with malice and amusement.
“You picked a good time to show your ugly face,” I said. “Lonely?”
“No,” said Nightmare, shaking
