Enter Sandman
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Connor was 10 years old when the hell dreams started.
Each night, he would wake up covered in sweat, panting like a maniac and scared out of his mind.
His mind was always fuzzy when he woke up in the middle of the night, hearing noises all around him.
He soon began looking for monsters under his bed, before he went to sleep.
His mom would tuck him in each night, telling him that monsters weren't real and that should ask Heavenly Father for guidance.
He prayed every night to Heavenly Father, to make his hell dreams go away, but they never did.
Connor would lie on his side, gripping his pillow tight and waiting for the hell dreams to come.
And they came.
As soon as he closed his eyes and the lights went out, he would fall, fall down into hell, where he was met with burning fields, strewn with decaying bodies of the people he knew and loved.
Devils would dance around him, mock him and grab at him with their long and sharp nails, ripping through his skin.
There would be dragons and wild beasts with sharp teeth, just waiting to sink their teeth into him.
The world burned around him and Satan would take his hand and drag him through the flames; into pain and despair.
Exit, light
Enter, night
Take my hand
We're off to never-never land.