Fics like What Dreams May Come

The routine is simple: Tommy runs. He falls. He’s pinned to the ground. Grass or sand or stone or snow. Sometimes his mouth and nose are held beneath the surface of ankle-deep water until his vision crackles out and he inhales lake-fulls and next thing he knows he’s back home, damp with sweat and snot and tears. Damp. Wet. Every single chase he gets caught, and Dream toys with him for a while before finishing him off quickly, surely, with some kind of bludgeon or blade. And every morning he wakes up back in his own bed - sometimes tucked neatly between the sheets, sometimes he’s thrashed them away, hair and clothing glued to him by a cold drying sweat, heart racing, nerves still firing with phantom pain. He keeps having the same nightmare since he lived this in real life, since Dream got out and chased him - and he hasn’t seen the bastard since, but these daily ‘visits’ are wearing him down regardless. He’s gonna go crazy eventually. It’s a numbers game. *** Dream escapes from Pandora's Vault. Tommy has terrible nightmares.

Fics like What Dreams May Come

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