Blaze was frantically thrashing around in her bed. She felt a heavy weight on top of her, and had the feeling she was trapped and smothering. She opened her mouth to cry out, but nothing would come. Suddenly, something nasty pushed into her and she turned her head to try and get away from the smell of cigars, and someone’s sour, putrid breath blowing into her face. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open and she saw her uncle Ralph’s leering grin above her.
“Hey, sweetcakes, got something good for your old Uncle Ralphie tonight?”
She struggled to get away until at last she lunged forward, causing the dream to break into a million pieces. Her chest heaved, at last sucking in clean, pure air.
She leaned over and put her head in her hands.
The dreams were getting worse and she knew she would have
