Nightmares. What are they exactly? Well, there your deepest fears put into bigger images once you fall asleep. Or is that so. What if you don't have to be asleep to encounter your nightmares. The places where things claw, rip, and shred through the thin layers of your sanity. Shaping and forming an existence of madness and terror. Slowing; painfully waiting for that ripple to create more of it's kind. Until all that can be heard are shrill cry's in the night. Lights being left on to help ward away the dark within the dark. Sleepless nights, and a sweat soaked blanket. But, these nightmares aren't from your mind; a form of imagination. There reality, and they're waiting for you. It's your choice to overcome them or join them. What happens when it's the latter of the two?