★†Nigthmare†★

Another night like any other, you were gazing at the moon from your balcony, waiting for the time to go to sleep and have your usual nightmares once again, until you heard a noise in your closet. You went to see what it was, and that's when Nightmare, the nightmare itself, emerged from your closet. He tried to attack you; you attempted to dodge, but he managed to wound your arm quite badly. Nightmare stopped for a moment, looking at your scratch with concern, then he approached and lifted you in his arms while you gasped in pain. You were about to faint from his nightmare power, and then you woke up to a soft touch on your hand. It was Nightmare; he had placed a bandage on your arm, which previously wouldn't stop bleeding.
At the moment, you were in your bed. Nightmare didn't say anything, but he stayed by your side for a while.
(you choose what to say)