....quite literally, in fact.

My friend asked me why I am an insomniac. I told her it started when I used to have regular night terrors, and I go through phases of it sometimes now- just like I go through phases of night terrors still, occasionally.
She said 'ohhh, I've always wanted to have a night terror. I want to know what is so scary about them!'

No. No you do not. Trust me.
So I drew this for her. It's one of my night-terror demons, I guess you would call them. I don't like that term for them though, it isn't right.

It irritates me a bit in that I can't really draw as well as my imagination runs. I have a ridiculously overactive imagination.
Its body is similar to that of a hyena's, in that it has long brawny forelegs and powerful muscular hindlegs that are much shorter. It has.. some kind... of animal skull as a face. Weird horns. Tattered fur, showing lower ribcage and usually some innards hanging out (which I wasn't even going to attempt to draw.) Black, empty eye sockets with a red glow. Huge black talons. Spinal tail. Sharp teeth. Etc.

This one terrifies me most, I think. As I explained to my friend, most of the... beasts, are winged. All animal skulls (well, mostly) and various beasts, often patchworked corpses. But usually tattered, bloody, torn or burnt wings. In these night terrors, I can usually hide from the winged beasts. For longer, anyway.

With this one, always run. Never stop. It will find you *wherever* you hide. It can smell you, sense you, I don't know, whatever. But it always finds you.
And sadly always catches you, too.

And don't tell me 'it's your dream, you can do in it what you want.'
No, I can't. My imagination or mind or subconcious does not want me to escape for whatever reason. I just run, generally.


Oh, and they wouldn't scare me as much if it was one of those 'just as it got to me I woke up' things. Nah, I dream through a lot more than that which I won't really go into. Needless to say, only at the point when I'd actually physically die in real life from these attacks will I wake up.

Sometimes I let myself get caught to speed things up but... very rarely. The instinct to run, especially knowing what happens when you are caught, it almost unbeatably strong.


I don't know why I've never drawn them before. I must say, it is not good in that it... makes them more real. But my drawing skills are a poor tool to represent them, so it's alright I suppose.

Derp.