nightmare was the king of negativity, a grumpy old man, but he was hot, really hot, one day, after an exhausted day of work he walked inside a pub, there was a little stage and all the lights were pointing at it, on top of it, there you where, wearing a beutiful black sparkling long dress, with a split showing you leg, you where sinning, and nightmare felt for the first time love... he walked to a table near the stage and just stared at you while drinking