Demon of Children's Dreams

The story:

I was living in Savannah, Georgia at the time of this. It was late, and I was contemplating a dream that I had had a couple of years previous about this frightening looking man in flannel carrying a knife and floating through my bedroom door, causing me to wake up in terror. It turned out a friend/co-worker had had a dream just recently of a similar character. I wondered if I could find out who this was supposed to be. As I thought, I got some paper and a pencil, and I wrote the first line below. I put my head down and allowed myself to doze. I got "responses" in hypnogogic dream sequences, and I would wake up enough to write them down, write another line of my own, and doze off again. This is the result.

The blue lines are the hypnogogic dream portions.

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Who is this demon plaguing the dreams of the children?

I saw a thick steel fork [like an electric plug] coming from the girls mouth, as if she were a portal through which his things may pass.

His passage must be stopped.

As I told her to close her mouth and not let him through, she did so. She then looked upon me with the eyes of the demon and smiled his hundred-toothed smile, and she had become he.

He had become his own portal.

A new barrier was sent out and pushed against him who had their blood on his teeth, and it thrust him back. It melded with the old [barrier] and flowed together to form one liquid piece. He lunged from the outside, and his force was like that of a thousand spikes shot from a cannon, and they nearly penetrated the glowing yellow/orange barrier.

His determination may be greater than that of mine.

But I shall not go down so quickly.

He laughed at me from the balcony above, and I saw my one hope of help slump over and dead across the banister. As his vacant eyes looked down into mine and the veil fell from his head, I heard the words spoken, "St. John is nowhere to be found."

Who will help us now?

As the giant held on to the iron rod that crossed the room, our room shifted and through the windows of the doors, new worlds could be seen. The one on the left was virtuous. The one on the right was evil, but appeared no differently than that of the virtue...