Within the darkest hour of night, I toss and turn until the silence drowns me within it's whirlwind. Dragging me under to a place so quiet that nothing can be heard, the Netherrealm. The In-between world, the unseen bridge where dreamers cross over to either the field of light and love or to field darkness and pain.

Here I stand alone as the guardian to direct the dreamers souls where they need to go. My duty is simple, I do not choose what dreams you have as your dreams are dictated by your actions, by your...