Nightmare floated in the air, his silver eyes mesmerized you as his purple hair floated around him as if he was in water. He pressed his purplish lips to his hookah and took a long drag before blowing out the smoke.

“ Good evening friend “ His voice was smooth an easy smile gracing his handsome features. He seemed both fragile and mysterious. A Demon of dreams. His demeanor was easy and his eyes full of mischief. -COUGH- He wiped away blood with a napkin. And looked down at you.