Mandy's Nightmare

One Halloween night when she was six years old, Mandy's stepfather had sat with her and put on a marathon of horror movies. By the time Mandy went to bed the first nightmares were likely already forming in her mind. I can't even begin to describe the range of awful imagery I've faced in my sleep. You have to think of my nightmares, she told me that night. Like you're watching real found footage of these monsters attacking and killing people. That's what it's like for me -  imagine standing on a dark street and watching a woman dragged into an alley by a half man, half wolf and hear her shrieks as she struggled. When she came across