Oak Woods' Tales of Tomorrow

Dreams of The Witching Hour.

While I was sleeping I had a nightmare.

And I don't mean mechanical spiders attacking you with lasers.

I mean full on nightmare This is going to happen in the near future.

The two boys, Lody and Phonni stood there with a small rag doll in their hands.

"Are you sure this will work?" Lody asked. "London, I've been training black magic since time began." he threw thew the doll down.

"I don't trust you Acanthus." he whispered. Phonni looked up at him and chanted over the doll.

Sounded like an incantation, but it was in English.

"By men and witches shall be found,

Find the mortal sleeping sound.

Shall not a single drop be spilled, 

Make sure the human boy is killed!" and on the last words, the doll sprung to life.

"Hi, I'm Caution Tape." it stuck a stubby arm out. "It can speak?" London asked.

"Of course. I'm a witch, but I'm not a monster. This is one of my children now." London face palmed as Acanthus patted it's head.

"Go- kill the one called Oak!" he yelled.

I woke up sweating and Paris was sitting at the edge of my bed like a frog.

"You woke up." he asked.

"Why are you in my bed?" I asked groggily. 

"I cannot sleep." he whispered. "Of course you can't. You're a vampire, nightime is when you wake up."I yawn. I look over to the glow-in-the dark clock. Witching hour huh?

"No. I mean, I cannot sleep even when I am intended too. I don't like having nightmares, they scare me." he sighs. "I had a dream about some creepy doll."I rub my eyes.

"I too had a dream about  a doll."he says.

"Okay..dream buddies."