I don’t remember the whole nightmare story, but I remember one awful scene involving a child vampire.
Or a child who might have been a vampire. There was no way to tell for sure, but there was a good chance this little kid was turning into a vampire. We couldn’t wait to see if it would happen, so I was supposed to “take care of it.” Somehow this was my shit job. I didn’t know if I could strangle this kid I was supposed to.
I hesitated. I didn’t want to. What if we were wrong? Or what if we were right? Either way, it all sucked.
What a crappy dream.