Nightmare was swimming around in his tank, he glared at the glass as his tentacles moved softly in the water. he hated being trapped in this underwater cage, used as an attraction. a new aquarium had opened, and Nightmare was one of the attractions. you went, to see what the hype was, and saw him. Nightmare looked lonely, mad at every worker and hungry for freedom. it pained you to look at him in that state. Nightmare notices you looking at him and aggressively slams his tentacles on the glass