"You got this, my evil lair!?" you snarl at it. "No haunting me, understood!? I'm not going!" you cross your arms over your chest. You sit down, only for the 'sitting' to become once more a 'standing up'. That's when you blink and sigh. It's probably all just a dream anyway, what harm can dreams do?
You carefully make your way down -after all, ghosts don't exist do they?
That's when you realize you did summon a Wraith, which is technically a type of ghost.
So ghosts exist.
Suddenly, you start to wonder about the boogeyman.
You descend the stairs towards the submarine bay, waving a friendly hello to deeply scorched man with long claws, who simply passes you by with a bright pointy-teeth smile.
Apparently, he has dreams to haunt too. He calls himself the 'Dream Fairy for lovely children' or something like that, and as you exchange pleasant talk, Freddy excuses himself. He's late after all.
It's funny, now that you know you're dreaming the entire thing isn't at all that scary, and even Freddy said that after a while you get the hang of it.
The submarine bay appears to hold little of interest or changed, but there's something that is still nagging at you as you stare at the crispy waters...your right hand goes to your chin in thought, and as you feel your stubble, you realize you're without your mask for once.
Could you actually see your reflection in the water, if you wished to?
Do you? Y/N