It was finally nighttime. Tonight Victor had plans to torment Natalie.
Victor sat down in front of his Dream Viewer. Locking his eyes onto it, he set to work making the perfect nightmare for Natalie.
Natalie found herself sitting in a chair, her hands bound together behind it. Her ankles were tied together as well as tied to the legs of the chair. She had a gag in her mouth and her eyes were covered with a blindfold. She tried screaming, but... Her voice seemed to fail.
She struggled to break the bonds that held her hands in place but failed. She was cold, as she was currently wearing shorts and a tank top.
Suddenly she felt a cold yet familiar hand on her face. Her blindfold was removed and she was faced with her mother. Just like last night's nightmare, her mother had a chilling grin that greatly unsettled Natalie.
Natalie tried speaking again, but her voice failed her once more. Natalie's mother let go of her face and walked away. Natalie kept her eyes on her and saw that she was reaching into a duffle bag that was placed on the floor.
She heard metal clinking together and raised her eyebrows in fear. Her mother turned around, but kept her hands behind her back.
"I'm going to have some fun with you tonight, dear..." Natalie's mother whispered.
Natalie began struggling frantically. Her mother raised her hand so Natalie could see it. In her hand, there was a scalpel.
With all her energy, Natalie tried to scream. But she couldn't. No sound exited her mouth.
Her mother inched closer and closer, scalpel in hand. Natalie struggled back and forth in the chair.
Her mother rested her hand on Natalie's cheek, the scalpel pointed at her eyeball. Natalie refused to move, scared she would make her mother's hand slip and impale her eye with the scalpel.
A brutal laugh left her mother's lips. "Stupid girl." She raised her hand.
Natalie soon felt an excruciating amount of pain, and everything went black.
Rex watched Victor's Dream Viewer from afar. His cheeks were hot with anger. Seeing him put Natalie through such torment made him angrier than words could express. However, he would remain silent.
For a dream to love a human is simply impossible.
Stellablue looked away from her Dream Viewer, filled with joy. She had put in good work tonight, and certainly made a human happy with the dream she gave them.
She decided to look over at the Nightmare's side of the Dream Room. It was certainly uncommon for a Dreamer to do so.
Looking over, a certain Nightmare caught her eye. His brown short hair fit him perfectly. His black clothes made him look all the more intimidating.
However.... he did look quite handsome.
