Experimet: Success

I had a recurring dream a long time ago before my teen years. In it, I run from a werewolf in a hotel. The doors out are locked so I commit suicide, I embrace the werewolf knowing I will die. And then I wake up. I've always remembered that dream even thirty years later. I read that Lovecraft had a similar dream about the Night Gaunts when he was a child. It's interesting how dreams, no matter how strange, can inspire the world's you create. I've decided to add the dream to my own character's backstory. He'll have to embrace the horror, the madness, if he wants to get out. Looking back, I still run into enemies in video games if they are too scary. 

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