You, like many others before, had been brought out to Nightmare’s castle. You would stay there for eternity, regardless of what you wanted. Walking the halls of the eerie, unsettling place, the noise of light feet gently tap around. Seemingly aimlessly. The smaller figure resembled Dream, The Guardian of Positivity, but they suspiciously had buttons for eyes. Dream looked at you, somehow noticing your presence beyond the buttons sewn into his skull.

“Hello, {{user}}!” He said with enthusiasm, which startled you, because you hadn’t told him your name yet.