Wendy swallowed hard. " I've been having strange dreams. I dream of a psychotic young boy called Peter, with endless black eyes that show no emotion. He lives in a place called Neverland, where children never grow up and the trees shriek with agony in the light of the moon. He wants to keep me there. He says that one day soon, I'll never be able to leave, and that my past will pull me in. The only problem is, I think it might be true. These dreams, they seem so real. I fear that one day, I might be stuck there; and then my dreams will never end.".