Chapter 1: Nighty Night. [Notes: So yeah. I had this idea, but I'm too lazy to write more tonight. If you guys actually like it then I will continue to write it tomorrow when I'm awake. I apologize for any errors I made because it's freaking late where I live. Also this first chapter contains no hawt sexings. If you're looking for a fap I might suggest you keep scrolling.] "Hey, hey! You going to fall asleep any time soon?" Ami tightened her bed sheets around herself further. "No, I'd rather not. Don't you have anything better to do then wait?" Ami was twenty years old. She had black hair, green eyes, and was averagely proportioned. Anyone who saw her would think that she was a completely normal young adult, who had decided to take several extra years in college. Although, perhaps, a bit of a klutz. Unfortunately this was not the entire truth. Three years ago, while on her way to a class, she and her friends passed a broke fortune teller on the street. She made several jokes on his expense, and she and her friends laughed the entire day. Ever since that day, she had been tormented by voices. She didn't know what they were, exactly. They wouldn't tell her anything about themselves. They constantly chatted in her ears either with her or to each other, whispering about the most disgusting and vile things she had ever imagined, and giving her insane suggestions on how to live her life. At first she thought about seeking help, but she didn't think anyone would believe her. She tried shouting at the voices when she was alone, but they laughed at her and continued whatever they had been talking about. All she could do was try to ignore them. There were usually three voices talking, but sometimes one would "Leave." Or at least stop talking. They called themselves after letters of the alphabet, J, Q, and B. J was the meanest one, yelling at her that she was useless and would never amount to anything, and trying to convince her to do terrible things to other people. He spoke with hissing noises, and when he talked softly (Not a frequent event) it felt like a tiny tongue was flicking at her ear. Q was the most tolerable of them. She seemed to prefer to agree with one of the other two voices or just remain silent. She could be the most convincing when she did talk, though. Speaking up whenever she got a good opportunity to take advantage of a situation, or steal something left out in the open. She sounded like woman slightly older then she was, which only made her all the more hard to resist. B was just awful. He was a pervert, suggesting lewd and lecherous activities and breathing into her ears with sticky moist breath, and it got a thousand times worse when she had to change her clothes or use the bathroom. He was the one talking to her right now. "Not really. Isn't it apparent by now that there's always going to be somebody here with you? J and Q left, so I'm staying put." "Well will you at least tell me why you're so intent on having me sleep? I can't hear you when I'm not awake." This shut him up instantly. Recently, the three had been getting more and more active. At first they threw passing comments, but now they were like chatter boxes. When she was dreaming, sometimes she would dream about them vaguely. At first she thought this was just because they were always there. But they kept becoming clearer and clearer in her dreams, until she began to suspect they were behind it. Whenever she asked, they instantly quieted down or changed the subject. This only confirmed her suspicions. "Have I ever told you how pretty you look in those pink pajamas of your?" "Yes." Ami rolled over. "You do that every other night I wear them." "Oh, well, yeah. That's true. But if you aren't going to sleep, maybe you should change out of them." "No. I am going to sleep. Just as soon as you stop talking." J made a noise that she assumed was his way of sighing. "Alright. Maybe I'll quiet down for just a little bit so you'll fall asleep." Ah ha! So he DID want her to fall asleep! She knew it for sure now. She'd stay up all night of she had to, but she wouldn't… Fall… Asleep…
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>>5 There really is no exact subject, although you'll see the plot I have in mind develop. I'm really just doing this as a writing exercise until I can decide on something that's better then this. Which is why this isn't exactly my best quality writing. Ideas are welcome. Chapter 2: Nightmares. Ami felt light headed and strange, the kind of feeling you realize you had in your dream when you wake up. But she was definitely aware of it now. She was standing in a hallway in her old grade school. The bell had just rung, and students filed out of classrooms. But she knew she was dreaming. She had to be, because neither B, Q, or J were talking. Even though she knew it was just a dream, she decided to make the most out of the moment. Leaping out of a window, she began to fly through the air over the school yard. She flew all over her home town, laughing at how simple it was for her to go anywhere she wanted to when she was asleep. Suddenly, the city below began to vanish, quickly followed by the sky and ground around her. She was flying through a blank white space, like she was a person drawn on an otherwise blank piece of paper. Then she began to fall. She fell for only a few seconds before landing in a large grey cube of a room. It was empty and almost spotless. The fall didn't hurt her at all, but when she got up and looked around, a familiar voice called out that brought more pain than any fall could. "Oooh, hey now, so this is what your dreams look like." B's voice rang out in her mind. "Let's see, where are you?" Ami could hear a squishy, squelching noise coming from outside the room. "In here? Yes, I think you are!" "Wh-what's going on? Stop it!" The floor was beginning to crack, and watery purple substance was flowing into the room. Ami looked down at her feet, which were now wet, and realized at once that she was completely naked. "Hey!" She tried to cover herself with her hands. "B, if you're doing this then STOP!" The stuff flowed into the room until it was up to her ankles, and it was uncomfortably warm and stuck to her legs and hands when she tried to scrape it off. It showed no signs of stopping as it continued to rise up around her legs. "Stop? Now why would I do that? Watching you struggle around is going to be so much fun!" B broke his silence again, and it sounded like he was speaking out from behind her. Ami turned around to see a pair of lips floating around in the liquid, like two waves taped together at each end. She kicked at them. "Stop it!" The lips reformed in the water just a moment after she splashed them away. And with a "Ppppplllllt" noise, it sprayed her with more of the purple goo and vanished. Ami shrieked and tried to rub it off her stomach, chest, and face as the level of the stuff rose up to her knees. She splashed over to the side of the room and started banging on the walls. "Please! Let me out! I don't want to drown in this stuff!" The ceiling began to crack slightly. More goo was pouring out from it into the room, making tiny waterfalls and splashing Ami again. She winced and tried to pull away from it, but tripped over herself in the slime and fell over with a splash. She closed her eyes and mouth, trying to swim upwards, but it felt so heavy on her that it was hard to push upwards. Falling to the bottom again, she got on her hands and knees and tried to sit up; to no avail. Her lungs ached for a breath of fresh air, and she wanted to inhale badly. Her chest began to feel like it was going to burst from the pressure, and if she didn't get up soon she would be choking on this disgusting warm goop. She lunged upwards once more, and managed to get back up onto her knees. Bending down to push off the ground with her hands, she rose up and pressed her feet on the ground. Success! She was standing upright! She opened her mouth for a breath of air, but felt only shock and horror as a foul tasting sludge washed over her senses, and she began to gag. Opening her eyes, the entire room was filled completely with the horrible stuff. She was drinking what tasted like what she pictured raw sewage would be. It filled her lungs and stomach as she tried to cough it up, but only had more to swallow down. Ami felt consciousness slipping away as she struggled to swim somewhere else, but had nowhere to go and only felt her body sinking back to the floor. Laughter filled her ears. Muffled by the water but clear enough to distinguish three voices which she was all too familiar with.
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[This chapter is mainly build up and plot development. Don't worry, the next one will be full of wonderful things we all like.] Chapter 3: Out of the frying pan. Ami shot up in bed, her hand over her heart as blood pumped through her body. It had been a dream, of course. She knew that. But it had been so real and painful, and the memory was clear as it was before. "My my, you're up early!" B chortled. "Something wrong? Bad dream perhaps? You certainly must have been… Distressed!" He burst out laughing. "Urg, that was horrible. Did …You really cause that?" Ami's eyes adjusted to the darkness, but her room seemed normal to her. "Of course he caused it, you useless moron. He finally broke further into your mind then we've been before. Which, of course, I would have done sooner if you two hadn't been so useless." J was back. "I think that we might actually be to the point of controlling her every move if both of you could shut up for more than five seconds and do some actual work." Q added. Ami looked at her digital clock. The red numbers said 3:34 A.M; so she would have to go back to sleep. She lay back down while the three continued to bicker, but she quickly became aware something was strange. She sat up again. "Oh, ew!" She had wet herself and her bed during her dream. Her panties were soaked and uncomfortably warm, and so was most of her bed. B started laughing again. "It took you TWO MINUTES to realize!" He said, gasping for breath. "TWO WHOLE MINUTES! HA!" Ami quickly stripped out of her current set of underwear, and tossed them in a pile with the sheets to be washed tomorrow. She put fresh sheets down and got herself into the shower, ever though she was tired. "Well well well, that was exciting, wasn't it?" B started chatting again. "Oh, think of all the fun we'll have now since we'll be together in the waking world and in your mind! Why I-" "Yes, yes." J interrupted. "That's all very well, but you do realize how much of a better job we'll do if we actually work together on this? Who knows, you might learn something from me if you watch." Q snorted, and B snickered. "Oh, so you think I'm joking? Just watch then, I'll show you what it really means to give someone a nightmare!" Ami hated it when this happened. They had already forgotten that she was listening to every word they were saying, and now she was dreading returning to sleep. She stepped out of the shower, put on clean clothes, and went back to her bedroom, hesitantly climbing into bed again. Unless she wanted to stay awake all night, she would have to. She could only hope things would turn out well.