Nightmares were scenes that tended to pull him in rather than the dreams of positive energy where dreamotion energy could be produced. There was only one person where he might consistently show up in a happy dream, and that person wasn't this one. So it was only fitting that he found himself pulled into a nightmare of a scene.
Reaper stood in the fog and watched the newbie (who cares the kid had been awhile) kicking a corpse. That was an interesting tactic, and he personally wouldn't invest himself in mutilating a dead body. Everyone had their own coping mechanisms he supposed, and this was an interesting take.
Tendrils of black smoke moved through the fog as he emerged from it, tentacles from himself extending to 'feel' across the ground as he approached the boy. He stopped next to the corpse that jerked with each kick and set a armoured booted foot on it. "Kicking a corpse isn't the best way to spend your frustration and grief, boy."
that empty feeling
Reaper stood in the fog and watched the newbie (who cares the kid had been awhile) kicking a corpse. That was an interesting tactic, and he personally wouldn't invest himself in mutilating a dead body. Everyone had their own coping mechanisms he supposed, and this was an interesting take.
Tendrils of black smoke moved through the fog as he emerged from it, tentacles from himself extending to 'feel' across the ground as he approached the boy. He stopped next to the corpse that jerked with each kick and set a armoured booted foot on it. "Kicking a corpse isn't the best way to spend your frustration and grief, boy."