Perchance to Dream
by Benji The Vampire Confuser
I don't own them. Never have, never will.
Prologue
He'd waited for he didn't know how long. Over two years probably. Time was hard to calculate where he was. At first, he'd tried to force his way out, every time a dreamer came, he'd try. But the spell was too strong. He was trapped.
So eventually, he'd just decided to wait. He hated waiting, but he didn't have much choice now did he. And he'd watched. Mainly he'd watched those that had put him there, letting his hate grow, and fester. He cultivated it, nurtured it until it had become a companion.
Eventually, he knew his opportunity would come. And sure enough, it had. Ironically, through another spell.
Something had gone into their dreams. And his cell wall had weakened. Not in an obvious place, like back into their dreams, but in the back door. And he smiled. This was much better. He could really mess them up now.
And Freddy Kruger escaped from the prison in which Giles had put him. Casting one last look back at his intended victims' dreams, he grew puzzled.
"What the hell's with the cheese?" he wondered.
Dream tapped his foot impatiently. "Sister," he said to his uninvited guest. "You've been tampering with my work."
"What?" Delirium asked, smiling innocently. "You don't like cheese?"
To Be Continued…