The transformed nightmare origin inspected its body and was drowning in pleasure for the newfound power it had received from the abyss. It felt invincible and it could not help but grin widely at Phil, it was thinking of ways to torture Phil from the humiliation it had suffered. It opened its mouth and launched a large glob of acidic phlegm towards Phil.
Phil who was ready for the nightmare origins attack tried to dodge the acidic phlegm that the nightmare origin had launched. Phil sidestepped towards his right, he staggered because he was stunned at how fast the acidic projectile was traveling, Phil saw the projectiles hit the floor and created splashes of acidic phlegm, he rolled forward narrowly avoiding splash damage.
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Phil woke up staring at a white ceiling, the slow movement of a ceiling fan can be seen directly above him. He was lying down on a bed and felt comfortable, Phil decided to close his eyes again intending to rest and sleep once more when he finally noticed a woman's voice humming. Phil jolted awake, memories of the previous battle filled his head. He was about to stand up when a sweet voice spoke to him. "Oh, you're finally awake." Phil turned his head towards the voice and saw a beautiful woman with long black
The rolling miasma could be seen billowing underneath Phil as he opened his eyes and exited Annie's dream. Annie who was once affected by the miasma had returned normal as her figure turned back to a pure white, her body floating up slowly as the weight of the nightmare was gone. Looking at the numerous bodies that were still infected by the miasma, some of them had been swallowed by the twilight zone and forever lost in the abyss. Phil clenched his hand knowing that he does not have the ability to save them all. Phil sighed and returned to his dream to rest and sleep. In the sandy plains of Egypt where the sun was slowly setting, the shadow slowly crawled out of the dunes to roam in the
The gentle morning sunlight awoke Phil from his sleep, he carefully placed the sextant that was still in his hands back to its wooden box. His body started to creak due to sleeping while sitting down, Phil stood up and started to stretch when he noticed that there was something inside his pocket. Reaching inside his pocket, Phil pulled out a small pile of fine white dust. Strange Phil thought as he did not remember putting such a thing inside his pocket.&nbs
Phil slowly woke up, he had fallen unconscious on the floor, Phil wiped the drool on his face and then quickly stood up, he looked at the alarm clock at the top of the nightstand as dizziness due to standing quickly assaulted him. 11:13 AM. Phil sighed in relief since there was still time before the afternoon classes. He quickly took a bath and ate some bread before heading out towards Sonja's place. Running two blocks down the road, Phil quickly arrived at Sonja's house, he knocked at the door and called out for Sonja. Phil did not wait much longer since Sonja came out after Phil called out to her.
A crooked woman was standing behind Jess, her neck was bent on a strange angle, her eyes, dead, staring at Phil, her face had no emotion as her hands slowly moved towards Jess's neck. Overcoming the fear that was welling up inside him, Phil pulled Jess hard. He knows that whatever the woman was, he could not win against it since he had little to no power in the real world. Jess fell to the floor. The woman glanced at Jess who had fallen, rage painted the woman's face as he looked at Phil once more, she screamed like a banshee making Phil's head hurt.  
"I see. Well be careful on your adventures Phil, you'll never know that it might be your last."Seth excused Phil after hearing his reason, he closed his eyes deep in thought as the sound of the door closing echoed inside his office. 'Sigh.' The sound of visible sigh and finger tapping filled the room as Seth thought about how to proceed further. Staring on one particular paper on his desk, Seth stood up and brought it towards the black mirror. Seth reached towards his pockets and took out a small ornate d
I stopped reminiscing about the time when I was playing with Vicky. I know that I have something more important to do, and that is finding a way to travel the miasma to look for Eric's mother. "Hey En, do you think I can finally bring the sextant here inside the dream." "Hmm, if you do it blindly, then I can only say that there is a small chance of success, less than 1 percent if my estimates are correct." The cold a
I tried to utter a scream but my body was frozen. The crack has enlarged as the portal completely formed, a nightmarish figure crawled out. It was a monster with a head of a woman, long jet black hair drape over its head, dark holes where its eyes should be gaze upon me like the darkest abyss it had no nose making its face a little flat, other than its hollow eyes what remained was a wide smile creepily out of proportions, the lack of teeth or lips could be seen clearly on the monster's features, instead a singular large eye crimson in color could be seen inside its everlasting smiling mouth. It slowly crawled out of the portal, my eyes went wide when I saw the body of the monster. Its torso was long, longer than my room, its hair grew on its back like a mane of some animal, it spiraled inside my room using its multiple hands as a means to move, four of its limbs nearest to the head was longer