I tried to behave,
for a while.
I didn't really live....

Until I died!

Now? Now I'm very bad!


Freddy, feral and reflecting a bit. He was a sad, miserable little jack when he lived. One girl, he did his best to behave for her. He loved her...at least he thought he did. They grew up, got married...had a little jenny. Then he just couldn't help it. Little by little, he was being bad. A little naughty...but he controlled it! He had to make them pay for the abuse, the hell that was life!

One day, his attempt at a normal life crumbled. His wife did the one thing he asked her not to do. The only rule he had. Don't go into his basement. He snapped and killed her...the only time he felt remorse for a death. The dream was done.

Oh-ho, but then they trapped him, burnt him alive! Took his little jenny away. Demons appeared and they made a bargain. Now he gets to hunt, in the dreams of many. His children always there, to keep him company on lonely nights. They were helpless in his world! They thought things were bad before? Now he was free to be as bad as he desired in his crispy little burro heart. In their dreams, mommies and daddies can't protect them.