It was dark and everyone was fast asleep. He glanced at everyone's' dreams in disgust, they were not the ones he wanted, then looked at another dream thinking it was another childish and stupid desire for money, toys, fame. According to him it was silly dreams. He stopped when he saw that woman's dream. That stupid and unfaithful woman who had rejected him, and by doing that, broken his heart. He hated her.
"I'm going to love you to death," he murmured before slipping quietly and unnoticed into her dreams. He covered her mouth, her beautiful and exquisite mouth, with his hand and gently pulled her out of her bed. She tried to fight him but she couldn't, after all, she was in his domain now.
The Woman's POV
Where was I? What was happening to me?
The last thing I remembered was brushing my hair before falling asleep and now I was here with no way to get out. How
Does she know that?
"Like the dress I had it specially made for you," he whispered in my ear, his breath was cool against my neck. I turned my head slightly only to have his face right in front of me.
"Where am I?" I said, my voice was even, but inside I was breaking down. I tried to hold his gaze but I couldn't, it was too hard, but his eyes never left my face.
"I'm controlling your dreams," he said slowly. There was something sinister about the way he said it, something wrong about this. Deep in my heart I knew I wouldn't survive this encounter.
"I can dance in your dreams," he said, spinning me around. "I can alter your dreams," he said while dipping me down. "And I can kill you in your dreams," he said, his voice returning to that scary, sinister whisper. My stomach twisted and turned, until it settled on a knot of dread.
"Please no." He laughed at my plea, and then he copied my words in between fits of giggles. He was enjoying this, he was enjoying every moment of it. I tried again. "Please-" but I didn't get to finish my sentence before he pushed me off the
The last thing I heard was that sinister whisper. "Sweet dreams." Then everything went black.