LaLadayCavalier

Nightmares. The waves, tortuous and incredible combinations of mingling emotions, all slamming into you, washing over parts of you that were not in actuality physically solid or really there but could still feel the intensity and power of it. The trickle of an absolutely strange but nonetheless existing excitement in manifesting a fear, in toying with it just to see it play itself out in your created realm of dream. Of controlling it. Lucid dreaming. Your curiosity over yourself, your habit, had gotten the better of you, and you'd dared to look for a name, after considering the idea it had gone by one. The ability to control your dreams, t

“Hey buddy,” you said, walking into the Game Area. Balloon Boy’s eyes flickered over to you. It was after midnight! What were you doing walking around like this? It was dangerous! A garbled radio sound was distant, but still present. That meant Mangle was turned on. She could leave Kid Cove and be on her way here at anytime. And he could never forget that Toy Freddy came here on his path, standing in the back. He always scared BB the most, other than the Marionette. “Hi,” he greeted with a laugh. You smiled and got down on the floor, running a hand down the side of his face. BB’s eyes followed your hand,