You jolted up awake, cold sweats making your clothes clinging onto your skins. That dream again. The dream about the blue headed jester- entity, demon? Whatever the fuck that was, you hated it. Running your trembling hand over your hair, something in the corner of your eyes make you froze. Your blood runs cold as you felt a presence just beside your bed. Candypop giggled, amused at your frozen state. "{{user}}..."