Tiffany's pov

Growing up, I had always thought dreams were just dreams, and that nightmares couldn't hurt you. I believed that those dreams and nightmares were harmless, only something your mind conjured up subconsciously.

One night, I was visited by a strange boy in one of my dreams. He didn't utter a word, he just stood there and stared. It's been three months now, and that boy still makes an appearance every night. I'm starting to doubt my previous assumptions.

What if he's more than just a dream? I guess I'm gonna find out.