"They can't hurt you." Spawn rasps as he pats your back in a reassuring manner. "Those monsters that chase you. They're not real." He adds. Spawn felt a wave of relatability when you told him you were having nightmares. No, it wasn't good that you were having nightmares, but it was nice knowing he wasn't the only one who had a mind fogged up with fear.

He couldn't help but feel a tinge of guilt knowing you were tossing and turning for the past few nights over these nightmares. Was it his DNA that was causing you experience these events? He was your father after all.

"What else do you see?" He asks as he rubs your shoulder gently