I don't really consider myself a hunter, or a slayer, or a killer. I think of myself as a collector.
I don't collect buttons or dolls or records. Not my type of collecting. No sir. I collect nightmares. Not dreams. No, I hate dreams. Too many cotton candy clouds and unicorns for my taste. Nightmares always come to me. This all happens when I'm sleeping, mind you. My slumbering self senses the nightmare... And well, I'm transferred to whatever terrifying world the sleeping person can conjure up.
The first nightmare I'd ever faced was jolting for my 11 year old self. I was walking through a dark hallway. Voices were swirling around me, whispers. It was so dark. I trudged on, and at the end of the hallway sat a box. A big, chest-like box that was rattling. Something was inside. With shaking fingers, I unhooked the clasps and opened the box. I screamed as a black shape hissed and leaped onto my face.
Roxy is and will always be my favorite. My first nightmare. After jumping on my face and scaring the absolute shit out of me, she buried herself in my skinny chest. And purred. She purred. Taken aback, I looked at her in surprise. She was a small bat-like creature, with sharp fangs and nasty looking wings. A black substance oozed from her mouth and eyes. But as she snuggled against me, I relaxed. I wasn't afraid. My eyes fluttered shut, and I woke up in my room, with the beast in my arms. I named her Roxy.
Many more came to my care. Almost every night after I turned 11, I had crept into someone else's nightmare and conquered it for them. So they could sleep peacefully. I wake up with creature in my room with me. It's just how it works.
My room is one of horrors. A den of monsters. They run around my room and bounce on my furniture. They sleep next to me, their hot breath always tickling me as I fall into someone's nightmare.
I don't really consider myself a hunter, or a slayer, or a killer. I think of myself as a collector.
A collector of terrors.
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