shua lay down to have a dream... his head sinking deep into the pillow as his mind drifted into the abyss that we call dreamscape...
|
|
|
 |
|
|
the burning fire of hell opened up to his fragile impressionable mind as his eyes fluttered behind their closed lids. what came next would haunt him, as it did every night...
|
|
|
 |
|
|
the twin demonettes, with their eyes squinting in anger, stood ready to rend his corpse limb from limb. nothing could stop these succubi. just look at them. what would you do? WHAT WOULD YOU DO?!?!?
|
|
|
 |
|
|