Dreams are not what you see in sleep, it is the thing which doesn't let you sleep.
And off all the things you could choose in life, you don't get to choose what your nightmares are. You don't pick them; they pick you.
On the stage, Samuel stopped banging Kaal's head on his right knee.
The reason was…
"What the hell did… you do?" Samuel moaned. "I suddenly feel… sleepy."
Nightmare skill showed its effects almost instantly as Samuel held his head.
Kaal smiled. "If you feel sleepy then you should sleep like a good boy. Don't you think so?"
"You… bastard." Samuel couldn't even shout.
His legs stumbled. He struggled to maintain his balance.
"Don't fall on us, Idiot!"
The audience felt afraid that Samuel might fall on them. And with his giant body, the audience knew they would die under Samuel.
Nevertheless, Samuel didn't give a damn about the audience at the moment. He just focused on remaining awake.
