"Your will shall be done Creator. The living nightmare is going in the sack. I will destroy him.", Bogeyman said as he disappeared from my dreamscape.
In the waking world, the already dark, candle light and cold room begins to feel even more ominous. Shadows start to dance unnervingly. A chilling cold creeps upon our skin.
Then the horrific form that is Bogeyman appears in the room in a far corner with a black sack slung over his right shoulder. He appears as if he was always there, but no one noticed him until now. Even Lord First had a surprised expression on his face. Not even he detected Bogeyman. As a being realized from a dream, his existence is weird. A dream that appears in reality is still a dream, not real yet not unreal. This gives Bogeyman a unique presence undetectable by all, a trait I have too.
