Chapter 274

I don't know how long I slept, but I was awakened by another nightmare, this one much worse than the first one:

I was back on the road leading to the Mother's house. Oni again had shape and form, and I was relieved to see her. The road in this nightmare represented everything that scared me. It was the shadows under my bed when I was a child, the clowns with their painted-on smiles and corpse-like skin. The road was Halloween witches and strangers that snatched little kids. Oni was fearless, leading us to safety, and I fought to keep up with her.

I wasn't pregnant, and it didn't occur to me that I should have been. We ran, and Oni checked behind her often to make sure I was still there. Her face then filled with fear because it wasn't me she was looking at from over her shoulder.

Werewolves were chasing us.

Their gnashing teeth were long and sharp, saliva foamed from their mouths, and they were much faster than our human forms. Fifty or more were behind me, and they were the Omicro