Kayla’s body.
Above the bed, Hendrik’s dream played. In it, Kayla wore a soft yellow, strapless gown. Her hair was curled over one shoulder, and her smile lit up the room.
Kayla walked down the stairs of her house to a large foyer where a boy in a tuxedo waited for her. He eyed Kayla like she was just another girl he expected to bed before the night was over. An eagerness to smack that arrogant grin off his face jolted through my body, especially when he placed a hand between Kayla’s shoulder blades and led her out the door.
Stop it, Daniel!
She should’ve been able to dream about her junior prom, or wherever the hell she was going. I shouldn’t have cared that she was being led out her front door looking like that with a boy who wasn’t me.
The first Nightmare dropped into Kayla’s room from the ceiling like Tom Cruise in
Mission Impossible.
Its surprise attack caught me off guard for a moment, but I jumped into action and grabbed its foot, pulling the monster as far from the bed as possible. The Nightmare flipped around to attack me, and I dug my blade under its jaw. The beast screeched in pain before collapsing to the floor, its hands grasped around its neck as black blood sprayed from the creature’s throat. I wiped my hand and my blade on my handkerchief and kicked the bastard to the corner of the room for later disposal.
Samantha watched my every move. I was about to tell her to mind her own business when a Nightmare crawled through the wall behind Seth.
“Seth, drop!” I yelled.
He fell to the ground without hesitation, and I threw my dagger between the Nightmare’s eyes.
“Everybody move closer to the bed and face out. They’re getting wiser.”
Samantha and Seth obeyed my instructions. I stood at the foot of the bed with Samantha on my left and Seth on my right. Hendrik was already facing the headboard, so he’d shout if any tried to get in that way.
Two more Nightmares came in a similar fashion as the first, then three more entered through the walls. I grabbed one from the ceiling and threw it into the Nightmare on the far side of the room. Then I grabbed the other beast and threw it into the one directly across from Samantha. They crashed into each other like a bowling ball into a pin.
Knowing Samantha could handle those two and Seth would quickly dispose of his Nightmare, I ran at the two on the far side of the room. I threw my remaining dagger into the back of one of the Nightmare’s heads as it stood. The beast flopped to the ground, and the other—who was missing an ear—hissed a warning at me. But I didn’t back down.
I ducked when the Nightmare swiped at my face with clawed hands, and I jabbed the monster in the stomach. The butt of my hand punched the creature in the nose when it bent over with a groan. The Nightmare’s head tipped backward, and I used that moment to kick its legs out from under it. The beast fell to the floor with a yelp of surprise.
I tore my dagger out of the dead Nightmare’s head while the one-eared guy scrambled to its feet. Black blood oozed from the creature’s nose. It screeched at me like an angry hawk that couldn’t catch its prey, and I waited for the Nightmare to strike.
“Come on, bitch. Hit me.”
Instead of swiping at me again like I expected, the monster tried to tackle me. But I recovered quickly, using the Nightmare’s momentum to toss it over my shoulder. The beast fell to the ground behind me. I turned around and straddled its back, kneeling on the creature’s arms to keep it from getting up. From beneath me, the Nightmare squirmed and squealed, and in one quick movement, I wrapped my arms around its head and twisted, snapping the monster’s neck.
“God, Daniel. A dagger would’ve done the trick,” Samantha said. She and Seth dragged the other dead Nightmares to where mine laid on the floor. I helped them pile the heavy bodies, then Seth took a lighter out of his pocket and lit the corpses on fire. Their demonic blood burned
Above the bed, Hendrik’s dream played. In it, Kayla wore a soft yellow, strapless gown. Her hair was curled over one shoulder, and her smile lit up the room.
Kayla walked down the stairs of her house to a large foyer where a boy in a tuxedo waited for her. He eyed Kayla like she was just another girl he expected to bed before the night was over. An eagerness to smack that arrogant grin off his face jolted through my body, especially when he placed a hand between Kayla’s shoulder blades and led her out the door.
Stop it, Daniel!
She should’ve been able to dream about her junior prom, or wherever the hell she was going. I shouldn’t have cared that she was being led out her front door looking like that with a boy who wasn’t me.
The first Nightmare dropped into Kayla’s room from the ceiling like Tom Cruise in
Mission Impossible.
Its surprise attack caught me off guard for a moment, but I jumped into action and grabbed its foot, pulling the monster as far from the bed as possible. The Nightmare flipped around to attack me, and I dug my blade under its jaw. The beast screeched in pain before collapsing to the floor, its hands grasped around its neck as black blood sprayed from the creature’s throat. I wiped my hand and my blade on my handkerchief and kicked the bastard to the corner of the room for later disposal.
Samantha watched my every move. I was about to tell her to mind her own business when a Nightmare crawled through the wall behind Seth.
“Seth, drop!” I yelled.
He fell to the ground without hesitation, and I threw my dagger between the Nightmare’s eyes.
“Everybody move closer to the bed and face out. They’re getting wiser.”
Samantha and Seth obeyed my instructions. I stood at the foot of the bed with Samantha on my left and Seth on my right. Hendrik was already facing the headboard, so he’d shout if any tried to get in that way.
Two more Nightmares came in a similar fashion as the first, then three more entered through the walls. I grabbed one from the ceiling and threw it into the Nightmare on the far side of the room. Then I grabbed the other beast and threw it into the one directly across from Samantha. They crashed into each other like a bowling ball into a pin.
Knowing Samantha could handle those two and Seth would quickly dispose of his Nightmare, I ran at the two on the far side of the room. I threw my remaining dagger into the back of one of the Nightmare’s heads as it stood. The beast flopped to the ground, and the other—who was missing an ear—hissed a warning at me. But I didn’t back down.
I ducked when the Nightmare swiped at my face with clawed hands, and I jabbed the monster in the stomach. The butt of my hand punched the creature in the nose when it bent over with a groan. The Nightmare’s head tipped backward, and I used that moment to kick its legs out from under it. The beast fell to the floor with a yelp of surprise.
I tore my dagger out of the dead Nightmare’s head while the one-eared guy scrambled to its feet. Black blood oozed from the creature’s nose. It screeched at me like an angry hawk that couldn’t catch its prey, and I waited for the Nightmare to strike.
“Come on, bitch. Hit me.”
Instead of swiping at me again like I expected, the monster tried to tackle me. But I recovered quickly, using the Nightmare’s momentum to toss it over my shoulder. The beast fell to the ground behind me. I turned around and straddled its back, kneeling on the creature’s arms to keep it from getting up. From beneath me, the Nightmare squirmed and squealed, and in one quick movement, I wrapped my arms around its head and twisted, snapping the monster’s neck.
“God, Daniel. A dagger would’ve done the trick,” Samantha said. She and Seth dragged the other dead Nightmares to where mine laid on the floor. I helped them pile the heavy bodies, then Seth took a lighter out of his pocket and lit the corpses on fire. Their demonic blood burned
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