Little Terror

Watch Me: Chapter 3

*4:15 am*

Bill's POV

Stupid cults, thinking I was going to give them unlimited knowledge just to have access to their minds. What a dumb deal! I don't need anything from those useless puny minds of theirs. The only one I need access to is Fords mind so I can finally get rid of that dam forcefield that's keeping me and my friends in.

Or the journals, that would work too. But I would need all three of them, or else it would be just as useless.

I appeared back at my humany house with a quick snap. "Sorry kid, that took longer then I expected. Those stupid cu-" I stopped when I realized she wasn't here and all the lights was off. "Kid? Where'd you go?" I called out and looked around. I seen movement in the bed and seen she was in the bed. Right, humans do that thing where they have to sleep..forgot about that. 'Wonder what she's dreaming about?' I thought and entered her dream with a snap of my fingers.

Third person POV

After Bill entered Alaina's dream, he appeared in a place that looked like it was full of mostly older high schoolers and some adults, drinking and partying to loud up-beat music that was playing in the background.

He could smell cigarette smoke in the air mixed with the smoke of marijuana, and some other fragrances that lingered from who knows what.

The ones that wasn't dancing was either making out, throwing up from alcohol, or playing a game like spin the bottle, or seeing how many shot of liquor you could drink before the other.

In the mist of all that was going on, there stood Alaina dancing with her fellow dream friends while drinking and laughing as well.

"Kid, what the hell are you doing?" Bill went over to Alaina, pushing all the teens out of his way in the process.

Alaina turned around and seen Bill, but didn't stop partying  "So you can come into my dreams too?"

"Hello? dream demon, of course I can! And what kind of dream is this?"

Alaina laughed. "The fun kind"

"Drinking and doing drugs is not fun, how old are you? Do you not know what this crap does to your brain?"

She rolled her eyes and laughed again "Why do you care? Here, relax and enjoy the party" she shoved her drink into his hands, causing him to take the alcohol.

Bill made it disappear and said "There will be no relaxing to this kind of party"

A boy smocking a joint came up beside Alaina and started talking "Take a chill pill, floating triangle dude. No need to be so-" Bill didn't let him finish his sentence before he snapped his fingers and made him turn to dust.

"Hey! What's your problem?" Alaina snapped.

"My problem is that this is what you call fun"

"I don't call it fun, it is fun. If you don't like it so much then how about you leave my dream" she pointed to an exit door that so happened to be right there.

"And let you stay here and rot your brain off? Sorry kid, no can do" he snapped and everything disappeared except for Alaina and Bill. They was now in a white endless void.

"Hey! Bring my party back" Alaina yelled and glared at the dream demon.

Bill took amuse in her anger and replied with a simple "No" crossing his arms. if he had a mouth, he'd be smirking right now.

"And why the fuck not? It's my dream! You don't have the right to take it from me"

"Actually I do. Your not gonna be rotting your brain with all that junk, even in your dreams. I don't know why humans find so much joy in that trash anyway"