Dream ∆ 002

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Raiden approached the coffin with light trepidation.

The moon was due to rise soon. He couldn’t afford to be slow tonight. It’ll only be a matter of minutes before he awakens.

Raiden placed a hand atop the lid and hesitated, listening for any movement inside the casket. All he could hear was the wind blowing through the cavernous windows. He gripped the stake tightly, took in a mild breath of air and swung the coffin open.

Without a moment’s hesitation, with the cold clarity of an experienced hunter, Raiden drove the stake straight through the monster’s heart.

The colonel - no, a bloodsucking fiend with the old Colonel’s face, Raiden thought hatefully - arched his back and unleashed an unholy scream. Bright, blinding beams of light burst forth from that damnéd chest, and Raiden was forced to shield his eyes from the glare. He felt as if his eardrums would burst.

And all at once it fell silent as the grave.

… The deed was done.

Raiden regarded the shriveled, skeletal remains stoically. He methodically bent over the body and plucked the stake out of its tiny black heart, wiped it clean on the dead being’s cape, and turned towards the door, ready to close this adventure for good.



The music stopped him dead in his tracks. His eyes widened.

The music was coming from inside the coffin.

Raiden whipped back around and bounded nimbly back over to the body, but it was too late. The skull, with a hearty laugh, grinned up at him in exquisite glee. Raiden regarded it with a sublime mixture of horror and dreadful resignation.

“What… What the hell? How is this poss-“

“I NEED SCISSORS, RAIDEN. SIXTY-ONE!!!! HA HA HA HA HA YOU SELFISH CREATURE ALWAYS KILLING WHAT YOU DON’T LIKE”

Raiden recoiled, his hands dropping to his sides. He took one step back, two steps back, three steps back,

and bumped into something

very

tall

and

solid.

“Well, well,” soothed a deep voice brimming with danger and sexuality. Raiden felt the cold, sharp edge of a knife at the side of his throat, could feel the moist heat of a reptilian tongue close to his cheek.

“Lost something? Here, let me help you find it…”

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*Awakens with a jolt. Anyone tuning in might hear a low gasp through the DreamBerry.*

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