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“I am the dream,” I whisper.

I let him scream for three seconds. Just to warm up the pipes. freddy krueger movies

Because this is the only part of immortality that matters: The quiet before they close the casket. “I am the dream,” I whisper

I let him hear the claws first. Skrrrrrtch . Down a steel beam, slow. A sound like God tearing paper. Because this is the only part of immortality

And somewhere in the boiler room of the dream factory, I’ll light a cigar with the tip of my index claw.

“Flying? That’s amateur hour, college boy.” I kneel beside him, the razor glove tink-tink-tinking against the floor. “Let me teach you something they don’t put in your books. You’re not controlling the dream.”

One minute, the kid is running down a pristine hospital hallway. Fluorescents. Clean tile. The smell of disinfectant and fear-sweat. The next, the walls bleed rust. Pipes burst from the ceiling like veins. The floor turns to grating over a bottomless drop. That’s my touch. That’s my signature .