Chills
Dark Dan held Danny by the front of his jumpsuit. "You think a runt like you can save them? Hah! Give up. You cannot change the future."
Danny gasped for breath, struggling desperately in Dark Dan's grip. "I...will...save...them!" Danny managed to choke out.
Dark Dan laughed cruelly. "Sorry Daniel. But your time-as well as theirs-is OVER."
"NOOO!" Danny screamed. A deafening boom exploded from the Nasty Burger, a plum of fire and smoke filling the blue sky.
Dark Dan dropped Danny in disgust. Danny fell to his knees, sobbing.
"You're weak. And the weak don't survive in this world." Dark Dan raised his hand, preparing a fatal ecto-energy blast.
"NOOOO!" Danny shot up, panting and sweating. He looked around his dark-and empty-room. He ran into the hallway and checked the rooms. Jazz and his parents were all in their beds, safe.
Danny shivered as he climbed back into bed. That dream really gave him a case of the chills. It was just a dream...right?