David had no idea what kind of nightmare she was trapped in, but it was clear that the Nightmare Zombie King's methods were insidious—so much so that it blurred the line between dreams and reality.
Some victims would suffer brain death in their sleep. Others would wake up only to take their own lives. And the worst cases? They'd grab a weapon and violently attack their own teammates.
"No way! We have to find that Nightmare Zombie King and end this crisis!" David grabbed his machete and bolted out of the tent.
The camp was in chaos. Red warning lights flashed everywhere, accompanied by the blaring of alarms. People were shouting, panicking, running in every direction. It was pure bedlam.
Several night-watch Awakeners, who hadn't succumbed to the nightmare, were scouring the area, determined to locate the Nightmare Zombie King.
"Captain David, are you okay?" A squad of Awakeners ran up to him, concern etched on their faces.
