She peers at the box in curiosity. Johnny

She peers at the box in curiosity. Johnny told her not to open it; Johnny said he'd be back soon. She sneaks a peak around and glances back at the box.

She sees inside of it: a shapeless monster with one large eye. Suddenly she gets light headed and passes out. Some while late she wakes. She is tiny and inside the box with the

escape, but he ability to scream. The dim bulb swings, the light strobes, the monster moves, but stays in plays, she can make out black, wet things uncoiling, miniature mouths

Swirling in the air and shouting nasty words. Is this a nightmare or is it real?

Is this the way nightmares make you feel? Should vampire bats wear black top hats, and smile as they dance around like that? It's true! I just don't know what to do! My worst fear

never materializes. Everyone claims that their dreams are haunted by toothy monsters and balding insurance salesmen, so why are my nightmares like this? Where is the tension, the

bizarre normality, the waking in sweat filled sheets? I felt cheated. I wanted interesting nightmares to tell my work colleagues & friends about so I contacted "shamandreamterror"

and before I even had a chance to press Enter, someone tapped me on the shoulder. "You want conversation-piece horrors delivered while you sleep for the sake of workplace palaver?"

"Sure," I shrugged. It was too late now to save myself. As the electrodes were taped to my skull, I smiled serenely and pushed the button, knowing this story was not yet over.