People often say they wish they had dreams like I do. So vivid, so lucid, so real. For the most part my dreams are a wondrous thing that I cherish. But sometimes they are bad. Very bad.

This is Volak Kell. He is the closest thing I ever had to the bogeyman. He did not spawn nightmares but night terrors that were horribly vivid with full sensory perception. What made the whole experience worse was I'd realize that these were dreams but I could not seem to wake up from. When I did wake I'd very disoriented, violently ill and would often have pulled muscles from my flailing.

Volak was this thin, gaunt. fellow with long billowing white hair and wolf skull for a head. Although he had empty eye sockets he wore these square gold framed glasses. He usually wore this dark red robe and his voice was icy cold. "Even if you kill yourself, I'll find you." Is a quote I remember from him.

I final banished him year ago by finally doing a series of pictures of him which exorcised him from my mind. He has not been in my dreams since.