Wow, when I read your clerks there is no longer the right horror mood in me to continue writing the story. * laugh *



@ gray-eye: The law student was actually just a fixed idea, but still nice that you "liked" him so much. * gg * Thank you, thank you, thank you for the lovely picking!

@Kira: That's the trick that Picco is not stronger than Jule! So the dream guardian has a real chance of winning ... how about? No happy ending !!! * Mean grin *

@ Aiko-Angel: Well, I absolutely cannot answer that you are incited to smoke by my FF! * threateningly raising your finger *

(You can still read on! ;-))

@ Paen777: Thanks for still reading my FF and leaving your clerks there! That builds up again and again!

@ VegetaW17: Also a big thank you for the picking! I keep trying to make it scary!





Part 5



Slowly the figure floated closer. Pulled the long cloak behind him with a crackle.As if paralyzed, I looked into the dark hood of the dream guardian. It was like being followed by the greedy gaze of the black hole. It was always there ... everywhere!

A chill ran under my skin and made the fine hair on the surfaces of my arms go up like an electric shock. The growing fear took hold of my body like a plague and rose immeasurably. At the same moment, as if the black figure sensed my fear ... smelled ... it turned all its attention to me!

Holding the target in the cruel gaze of the dark hooded cave, she came steadily, ... inexorably closer! The darkness, which at that moment enveloped me like a thick haze of mist, was indelibly burned into my memory. The darkness of death !!!

Greedily stretched out two pale hands out of the wide sleeves of the black cloak. Exactly at the same moment as all hope died out in me, a snow-white veil moved in front of my field of vision.No, not a veil! A cloak!

It was like waking up from a deep trance! Irritated, my gaze wandered over Piccolo's back to the back of the tall man's head. I couldn't see his face, but I knew that the word "fear" would be looked for in vain! I envied him for that!

Carefully I took a small step to the side so that I could pass him and look at the creature. Shivering, I noticed that the dream guardian could not be dissuaded from his goal! He continued to float right in my direction, apparently not bothering at all that someone had squeezed between him and his victim.

The chalk-white fingers approached me, looking for my pain! I looked up at Piccolo in horror. Why didn't he do anything? Inside of me all organs cramped painfully ...

But suddenly, as if the tall man had heard my unspoken question, he pressed his hand tightly around the light blue crystal ball, reached out and hurled the glowing glass directly at the deep black hood hole, our pursuer.He paused in his "hunt" for a split second in surprise, before he registered WHAT was heading for him there! Too late to evade! He became the hunted himself! With a hasty, flight-like movement that resembled a stumble, he tried to avoid the inevitable. While the dark creature swayed back a little in panic, the crystal ball lit up the inside of the hood for a tiny moment, revealing what looked like a huge, seething lump of meat. With a torn, bulging oral cavity, from the center of which gurgled sounds emanated.

A sudden instinctive jerk, followed by an abrupt movement of the head, made the ugly grimace of the Dream Guardian sink back into darkness. The light blue crystal ball hit the side of the fabric of the black hood, exploded with a painfully bright clink and bathed the entire area in such a radiant light that one was seized by a slight dizziness.

A loud horrific scream that made the blood run cold in your veins made me stagger back frightened. And the agonizing roar grew louder and louder, almost turned into a screeching. Like an animal!

But shortly afterwards I only noticed a suppressed whimper that quickly disappeared and finally fell silent.

Desperate, I rubbed my eyes to quench the painful burning that had eaten into them, but it didn't get any better. With an effort I lifted the reddened lids of my watery eyes. Bright spots danced in my field of vision. Then, very slowly, my vision returned to normal! The glowing dots sank into the deep black darkness that now prevailed. My hand instinctively searched for something to hold on to, touched the soft fabric of a cloak ...

"Piccolo?" I asked softly. ... Silence ... A queasy feeling spread in my stomach.
"It didn't work! He's not dead!" came a deep voice next to me. He was it!

I breathed a sigh of relief. I noticed from the faint rustling of his clothes that the tall man turned to me. "He's probably fled that dream now. For a short time! So it's not over yet!"

I had to swallow. Not the end yet, that would mean the nightmare would go on! And live the fear on!

"I will now inform Gohan that they can wake you up. Now that the dream guardian has fled and this dream is no longer" attacked "by him, they should also be able to wake you again!" I heard the deep voice of my neighbor say out of the darkness. After that there was complete silence. No sound could be heard.

And suddenly a strange feeling overcame me. It was almost like being bungee jumped back after the endless fall ...




If you dream of a dream guardian tonight, please don't blame me (if they even wake up the next morning) ... but apparently the creature is still not dead!