A horrible day for Nightmares: Day 88.5...
... I am currently sniffling against Maxwell's chest.
As Sif was arguing with Dalek, I... Nodded off. And I had a dream. A terrible dream.
Everything seemed normal, at first. Sif packed up some Buffs, and pulled one of those Maxwell Dolls out of the Dome. And then we were off down the Mineshaft, nothing weird there.
A hearty jaunt across the Hot Place we went, all the way to the Eastern Edge. We hadn't gone that far before, so it was kinda new. She rested up, and stood next to the big pile of Lava that was the Edge.
And then she threw the Doll in.
Now, I felt that was pretty wasteful. I mean, she could have given it to me, if she didn't want it. And then... My chest twinged a little. I felt... Sad, for some reason. And then there was the scream.
I looked up, clinging to Sif's back, and saw *it*. From floor to ceiling it rose, pushing it's way closer. Now, looks-wise, it wasn't that much freakier than the Eye, the Brain, or Skele-butt.
It was how it felt.
In the instant I looked at it, I remembered back to the morning Maxwell came out of the Ice Cave, after the night of the Twin Blood Moons. It fealt like that, except... Worse. I wanted to cry. I wanted to run. But I couldn't move. There was just me, and *it*, with Sif between us.
I swear I could see it crying...
After that frozen moment, Sif charged forward. She smashed her Yoyo into the tiny mouths that Hungrilly snapped at her. And they bit and snarled right back.
It was only a few moments of frantic Yoyo-ing, and jumps back and forth, before BAM, back at Home-Tree. She chugged a Potion, and was right back down again.
Bashing. Clawing. Biting. And the Horror. BAM.
Again.
BAM. And then *it* had made it past the Shaft, and Sif ran to catch up. A giant... Tongue, I suppose, latched onto Sif, and crushed her as it pulled her into it's mouth...
And then I woke up, sobbing and shaking, as Maxwell rushed over.
Seconds had passed, and it was all a dream. And for some reason, I felt very, very happy to see Maxwell again.