When Nightmare Becomes Reality

Its All just a Dream... Right?

Kendra's P-O-V:

I woke up in a cold sweat; the image of him still engraved in my mind... Its always the same dream...

- But that's really all it is right? Its all just a dream... A horrific terrifying nightmare!-

"No! Stop it Kendra you're fine its all in your head... Just go back to sleep." I told myself as I layed back down and pulled the covers over my body forcing myself to close my eyes.

"Its not real... Its all in your head... Its not real... Its all in your head..." I muttered over and over again gripping my quilt til my knuckles turned white

"its just a dream its not real..." I repeated before finally drifting off...

~Dream~

"Kena... Kena..." The familiar voice echoed

"H-hello?" I called out walking in the direction it came from

"Kena..." It echoed again coming out slightly clearer this time

"Whose there?" I asked cautiously as I stumbled through the darkness trying to remember where I'd heard that voice before

"Over here!" It called making me instantly spin around only to see a figure standing in the distance.

I stopped for a second and just stood there staring then called out "Who are you?"

But the figure just stood there staring right back at me not saying a word; I squinted and began walking closer hoping to see who or what it was but the closer I got the more the figure faded away and then it reappeared right in front of me!

I yelped and jumped back in shock gasping when I realized the figure standing just inches from me was Motionless In Whites Ricky Horror! But his eyes were black, He had blood dripping from both sides of his mouth; and a devilish grin plastered on his face that shot a deathly chill up my spine...

Fear and a strange wave of calm began to stir in the pit of my stomach as I stood face to face with him completely frozen, unable to move yet at the same time unwilling to go; transfixed by his presence but utterly terrified all at once as though someone yanked out my still beating heart, blended it with my insides and then put it all back again...

I blinked rapidly; unaware of how long we had been standing there, only just now noticing that his whole demeanor had changed...

His eyes were now a crystal blue, the blood turned to make up; and his devilish grin curved into a genuine smile as he leaned in and whispered "I'll be waiting."

Then a split second later his eyes went black, blood poured from the corners of his mouth and the devilish grin plastered on his face once again as he began laughing maniacally before fading away completely as his laughter continued to echo through the darkness.

Suddenly the room began spinning rapidly out of control as Ricky's laughter turned more sinnester and a taller much more frightening looking man appeared in the distance his glowing white eyes seeming to pierce through me.

I stood paralyzed with fear as he glared down at me continuing to laugh before grinning darkly from ear to ear as though he were the cheshire cat; his razor like teeth glinting in the dull light as he towered above me...

As my eyes quickly skimmed over his body I soon realized that I recognized the man standing in front of me then just as quickly realized that I didn't recognize HIM but in fact someone else... Just who it was exactly I still wasn't sure.

Moments later the seemingly familiar man stalked forward shoving me up against a wall, his cold hands gripped my shoulders tightly causing me to scream briefly in surprise before his hand clamped over my mouth muffling the noise.

Tears filled my eyes and slid down my cheeks as he dug his nails into my arm with his other hand just below my shoulder, instantly drawing blood. I cried out in pain but the noise was muffled by his hand once again I choked back a sob as he growled in my face "You better watch your back!" And just like that he was gone...

~End of Dream~

I shot up from my bed screaming; my left hand instinctively placed where his nails had punctured the skin as I hurriedly flipped my lamp on, eyes frantically scanning the almost pitch black room half expecting the man to be there.

After finally calming down I rushed over to my closet, dug out my old treasure chest, tossed it gently on the bed, grabbed the key from out of the bedside drawer, unlocked it, took out my journal and started adding to what I had previously written.

The minute I'd finished writing an image flashed through my mind and I subconsciously started drawing; nearly screaming once again as I snapped back into consciousness. The image staring back at me was the same man from my nightmare! But he looked more demonic...

A/N: full credit to the artist who drew Kuza ↑

Panicking I closed the journal locked it back in the chest and put everything away before heading downstairs to watch tv knowing all to well I wasn't going to sleep for the rest of the night...

~12 hours later~

I slowly blinked awake feeling utterly exhausted, surprised that I had even fallen asleep after everything that happened last night.

Once I felt awake enough to move I sat up, shut off the TV, and headed to the kitchen to make some coffee; as that was brewing I decided to shower just to calm my nerves more. I turned the shower on and let it heat up while I undressed.

~Skip Shower~

I wrapped a towel around my body and plugged my straightener in allowing it to heat up, humming the lyrics to Motionless In Whites Black Damask out of boredom.

I plugged my hair dryer in and wiped the fog off the mirror as I started brushing out my hair. As I was blow drying my hair, out of the corner of my eye I noticed a figure standing behind me in the mirror... It was the man from my nightmare!

I spun around screaming, dropping my hair dyer in the process but there was no one there! Sighing in frustration I shook my head and ran a hand threw my hair before picking my hair dryer back up to finish drying my hair...

Once my hair was styled and I finished my make up I got dressed in my favorite black oversized skull sweater, a pair of plain black leggings, and my favorite pair of furry black ugg boots.

I grabbed my phone off the night stand and turned to walk out of my room but stopped dead in my tracks, dropping my phone out of fear as my breath caught in my throat; it was HIM...