I opened my eyes so see the curve of Murdoc's back, I sat up and realized this wasn't our room. I'm dreaming I told myself, curiously I got up and checked my surroundings. The walls were red, very red.

"Oh good, you're up!" I heard a voice and a figure materialized. I jumped back, but remembered it was only a dream and quickly regained my composure.

"Hello?" I said. The creature standing before me was a shadow, but features were becoming visible slowly.

"I seemed to have accidentally gotten inside your head instead of dear old Mudsey. Oh well, it seems I can work with you too." It said. I raised an eyebrow as I saw blue hair begin to fade in.

"Who are you?" I asked. It chuckled.

"I'm the Boogieman." It said happily. "I have your singer. Stuart's his name isn't it?" the Boogieman asked. I gasped and backed up against the red wall.

"Where's 2D?" I demanded. The thing smiled and all of a sudden, Stuart Pot was standing in front of me.

"Right here, with us." It said, smiling 2D's goofy, warm smile.

"You're a demon!" I spat. The Boogieman smiled wider, but this time with a more devilish air.

"Why thank you for noticing Hinti." He said idly. I growled.

"My name is Noodle!" I snarled. "How do you know that?"

"Oh come come, I'm an agent of hell, an otherworldly being. You really think I don't know something as stupid as a Japanese experiment's real name?" He chortled. "But you're in my realm at the moment so you're subjected to the standard psychological torture. Shall we go check on the singer now?" he asked, motioning me to go through the door. I hesitantly followed, being immersed into a misty room that smelled heavily of gunpowder.

There, in a cage was 2D, his face was bruised and bleeding and he was naked save for a strip of cloth around his waist. His eyes widened when he saw me.

"Noodle!" he cried. "Noodle, lil' luv!" tears of joy were in his eyes as he reached through the bars at me.

"Shut it you twat." The Boogieman growled, 2D recoiled, cringing.

"Let him go!" I screamed; turning back to the Boogieman to see that it was Murdoc.

"Oh come on luv, Face-Ache is my compensation. I couldn' leave you alone. I traded, a soul for a soul." The demon sneered. I slapped him and ran back to the room I had woken up in. The real Murdoc was sleeping in the bed still.

"Murdoc!" I cried, turning him over onto his back. His eyes were glassy and a knife protruded from his chest. I shrieked, horrified and the Boogieman materialized next to me in the form of Murdoc, grabbing my wrist.

"He's dead." The thing wheezed. I sobbed, fighting the demon.

"NO NO NO NO! I'm dreaming! I'm DREAMING!" I screamed in its face. Then darkness encased me.

Images were whirring before my eyes and I stopped in a room full of the dead. Murdoc, Russel, 2D, Mr. Kyuzo, and three Japanese children I recognized that strikingly resembled Murdoc and me, my future young, a boy and two girls. All of them were lying on their backs, staring blankly above with pools of blood staining their cold skin. One of the children feebly sat up, clutching the chest wound that would cost them their life.

"M-mommeee." It gasped. I rushed to the child, a little girl with my face but Murdoc's mismatched eyes. "Help me please." She shuddered. I cradled my future daughter as her body convulsed before becoming very still.

Then the bodies began to move, the dead girl in my arms stirred and her eyes reopened. 2D stood, swaying slightly and wiping blood out of his empty holes. Murdoc rose as well, walking towards me and putting a cold hand around my throat. "You will die." He whispered; bloodied lips close to my face. I screamed and the Boogieman formed out of Murdoc's figure, its gas mask making noisy respiration sounds.

"Get ready." It stated coldly.

I woke up for real, screaming my head off. Murdoc started and sat upright, a startled yelp coming from his mouth. I jumped out of bed and found that my legs didn't work, as I fell onto the ground, cowering and trembling.

"Dead! They're all dead. DEAD!" I cried into the carpet of our room. I felt strong arms lifting me and Murdoc encased me.

"Luv, Noodle! What's goin' on? What happened?" he asked. I couldn't say anything I just wailed and screamed into his chest.

"Dead! The children, you, all gone!" I sobbed.

Murdoc grabbed my face and made me meet his eyes. "Noodle!" he said sharply. "Snap ou' of it, yer goin' teh go inteh shock. Now tell me what 'appened." He demanded.

Through my tears I explained the dream, the Boogieman, 2D, the bodies, even the children and the little girl that had Murdoc's eyes. He seemed deeply troubled as he sat me down on the bed and began pacing in his underwear.

"He's targeting you?" he asked.

"No, he was trying to get into your mind." I replied, wiping my eyes and taking shaky breaths. "He said so, but I was in the way somehow."

"Hm," Murdoc said, thinking. "I'm sorry Noodle, do ya wan' teh try an' go back teh sleep?" he questioned, looking at me. I shook my head rapidly from side to side.

"I want to play music or something soothing. I need to have a busy mind right now." I responded. He nodded, going over and turning on the lights.

"It's 3:00 in the morning Noods, there's not a lot teh do." He said, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"You're tired." I observed. He nodded. "Go to sleep, I'm going to write right now." I said. He looked skeptical.

"I wan' teh make sure tha' yer okay luv." He replied. I waved him off, picking up a piece of scratch paper from the desk.

"It's okay, I'm going to write a song." I murmured, standing on the tip of my toes to give him a kiss goodnight and turn the light off.

He seemed to hesitate, resolve wavering. "Are you sure yer okay?" he asked. I nodded.

"Yes, just a nightmare Muds." I answered. He nodded.

"Okay, wake me up at 10:00 then." He said before going and lying back down on the bed. I sat in the bathroom and began scribbling musical notes onto the blank sheets of paper, sketching with trebles the landscape of my mind.

I worked until the sun came up and I then hastily wrote 'Detroit' in my loose scrawl at the top of the page.