“It Has A Name”

It invades my sleep revealing spiritual carnage beyond description. Battles rage on both sides of the veil. Eyes change color as they pierce deep into my soul. What first appears to be stable and solid morphs into its true form speaking words of ancient rituals that echo in the wind. Sinister music plays as it dark laughter grows louder and louder causing paralysis thus destroying any hope of escape. Once again pure evil has taken form. It has a voice, it has a smell, it has a face and it has a name —————Nightmare.