text: “No, I don’t think so. If you’re as powerful as you say you are, there’s gotta be a catch if you want me to willingly agree to help you.” You say.
  “Hmm, you’re more clever than you look, but perhaps a bit short sighted as potential opportunity. You can’t gain something without risk, boy. Oh well, I won’t bother you anymore, it was just an offer after all.” The man says and disappears into the forest.
  
  You’re still a little leery of the man’s intent so you get in the cabin as fast as you can and close the door. You look out the window a few times, but see nobody lurking around. You don’t even hear any noise outside.
  
  The cabin itself is completely dark save for the moonlight coming from the window and the few small holes in the roof. It’s also a simple one-room abode with barely any furnishing, so if anything were hiding in here, it would have to be doing a very good job of it.
  
  In any case, you don’t have anything that would get the fireplace started, but there is a simple straw bed in the corner. You prod at it a couple times just to make sure it isn’t infested with anything and then you lay down.
  
  No sooner have you lain down your lids begin to get very heavy. Odd, you were sort of still wound up from your recent encounters, but you guess the stress of the day has finally caught up with you. You close your eyes and sleep takes you.
  
  You dream of your home in Teckleville except you’re not living with your parents and you’re actually happily married to Annah. In real life this would be very unlikely situation, but since this is a dream you don’t think much about it.
  
  Life is good. You’re well respected in the village and you work as a locksmith. Not too much of a stretch given your familiarity with locks, but as the dream builds upon this perfect life, you start to feel uneasy.
  
  Still, you’re so happy with Annah and your brand new son. One night you and she are looking at him sleeping in his crib.
  
  “Isn’t he beautiful?” Annah asks.
  “Not as beautiful as you.” You say and then kiss her.
  “Mmmm, that’s how we go this one here.” She says as you both enter your own bedroom.
  You stare into her eyes and caress her hair.
  “I wish this moment would never end.” You say
  “Do you mean that?”
  “Of course.”
  
  Annah suddenly then looks at you more seriously and squeezes your hand.
  
  “No, I have to know, do you really mean it? Do you want to spend the rest of your life
  with me?”
  > No
  You sense something wrong…this isn’t your life and this is no mere dream. Something is trying to make you “stay here.”
  
  Somehow you manage to wake yourself up and when you do, you really wish you hadn’t.
  
  You see a ghostly rotting figure hovering over you. It looks female in appearance, but only vaguely.
  
  “I TRIED TO MAKE YOU HAPPY!” it shrieks and attacks you.
  
  You of course have no weapon that can defend against such a supernatural creature. You try to get up, but an unnatural force holds you down. You scream as you feel an icy pain envelope your body and your mind is filled with terrible images.
  
  Your screams are followed by your entrails and vital organs being ripped out, your bones being broken and your head ultimately being twisted all the way around and pulled off.
  
  Afterwards the apparition nuzzled up to your decapitated corpse making cooing noises, cradling your bloody head and whispering “It’ll be better next time…next time my love…next time….”