[it feels strange talking about her life back home, when every day that passes she's a bit more convinced that what she remembers isn't exactly ... accurate. like she's talking about a dream, or even about someone else's life — a life she was never meant to lead.]

[she takes a deep breath, leaning back.]

Back home, negative energy could take the form of these monsters called Nightmares. Most people can't see them, but ... they can do a lot of damage, and are pretty dangerous.

My job was to help turn them into sweet dreams — we usually did that by feeding them things like cake.