It's a poem, not a story, but poems can tell stories. So it is a story. Who ever said that dreams and nightmares always made sense?


1. Nightmare

Say you may,
And then we'll pray.
So now let's stay,
Until that day.
Stay awake to have your say,
Then rest your head on the bed of hay.
The night will be darker than dullest grey,
Silver bullets start to ricochet.
Day by night and night by day,
You will dance until you pay.
Answer one question, if you may.
How many eggs will the dead hen lay?
Answer one more, if you'll stay.
How many times did the dead horse neigh?

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