Jack slept oblivious to the absence of the wind, who normally left anyway as far as he was concerned. He was too busy dreaming anyway. The two snowmen appeared above his head and played in the swirling golden sand like they had before. A slight smile crept onto Jack's face as he hugged his pillow tighter.
Something blew against Jack's exposed shoulder. It wasn't the gentle, cooling touch of the Wind. This felt like a sharp breeze that taunted Jack. In the reflection of the light the strange breeze shown black and smoky in consistency; It swirled above Jack's head. Then it dove into Jack's temple and turned his golden sand dream black and smokey. The snowmen faded away with silent screams and were replaced with fire. Jack tossed in his bed with his eyes shut tightly swatting at the imaginary fire mixing the smoke above his head. As he swatted at the smoke it changed from fire to a bear to the Pumpkin King to a crazed woman to a dragon then Death. Jack yelled as the fire, bear, dragon, Pumpkin King and Death began morphing together into a hideous and horrific monster. He tried to wake up but couldn't. He screamed this time loud enough for the wind to hear; who stopped investigating what had made the sound and rushed back to the cottage.
The wind found Jack hiding under the blankets thrashing at the images flashing in his head. The wind blew harshly at Jack sending the snow from the window turning towards Jack, who bolted upright as soon as the snow hit him. The wind blew gently at his ear and swirled around him.
"Yeah, yeah I-I-I'm fine... " Jack panted putting his hands to his head and brought his knees to his chest. The wind blew again.
"It was weird! Like, just. I… I… Gosh I can't remember… I can't remember anything besides being really scared. And alone. Like the feeling i got when I went up against Pitch but… worse. Much worse…" The wind blew at his ear then swooped to the top of the stairs. Jack laughed.
"Sure bud. WHere do you want to go?" Jack said putting on his hoodie and following the wind out of the dark cottage with the light ice in his hand.