Oh, my next dream sequence is out. I realize now that as of yet, the only dreams I've really written in "Damsel in the Red Dress" are nightmares. I should probably change that sometime soon lol:
I remember the nightmares.
If I admitā¦Iām afraid-
Of her.
They started first, a few months before the divorce. I would see shadows in the room that looked like goblins. Crouched and crooked bodies under the beds and in every corner that couldnāt be touched by the streetlight outside the window. I would hug Andrew tight as I watched helplessly - my baby brother becoming one with the darkness - being yanked through the curtains and the glass to evaporate in the moonlight amongst shrieks and pleas - and wake to hear him sobbing-
āā-Licia. Alicia.ā
Heād had a nightmare.
And I'd tell him it was just a dream.