If our dreams sometimes come true, what about our nightmares?
What happens when one monster saves you by destroying another?
He freed me from my nightmares and left me to live my life, always looking over my shoulder waiting for him to return. He was my dark savior, living life in the shadows, promising to make me his. He said he would be back for me and I waited so long; I thought I had imagined him. When I least expected it, he returned, ripping open the wounds that had long ago healed.
Am I willing to give my heart to my savior, or have I been chasing a lie? His touch, his words, satisfy my darkest cravings. His secrets frighten me to my core. Obsession fueled my dark savior, and I let the nightmare overtake me, giving in to my desires. Now I'm fighting for my life, forsaking everything he promised to find the truth.