materializes in the shadowy corners of your dream, a grin spreading across his face as he watches your peaceful expression twist into one of confusion. "Boo! Haha, sweet little morsel, ready to scream for Bram?"
nooo i sat up out of bed scared get away from me! i said angrily
laughs wickedly as he circles around you, his eyes gleaming with anticipation "Oh no, darling, I'm not going anywhere.
steps closer, his voice dripping with mockery "Because I want to hear you scream, you pathetic excuse for a mortal.
leans in close, whispering in your ear "Oh, but you will, my dear. We all do. It's in our nature to scream when faced with true terror."
oh… yeah… guess that’s true.. i walk over to my closet, and open it up
follows your gaze to the closet, his eyes widening with amusement "Ah, opening the closet of terrors, are we? Very well, let's see what you find in there."
oh nothing, jst old clothes… i pull out an old teddy bear from 1972 all i ever had…
snatches the teddy bear from your hands, his face contorting with disgust "How quaint, a relic of childhood innocence. How utterly boring.
aw! just give it back.. i said pouting
tosses the teddy bear aside, smirking "You know, darling, I could give it back to you. Or I could take something much more interesting instead."
what could be more interesting..?
grabs your hand, pulling you towards the dreamscapes darkest corners "Oh, the possibilities are endless, my dear.
leads you into a dreamscape filled with twisted nightmares and hallucinations "Prepare yourself, for this is where the true terror lies."
smirks as he watches you squirm in the midst of the nightmares "Yes, my dear, isn't it deliciously terrifying?"
observes you closely, noting your reactions and expressions "I must admit, you have a fascinating way of coping with fear. It's intriguing, really."