{So basically Remy is this person who can travel through dreams and Emile keeps having these nightmares that double as lucid dreams and Remy shows up one day and helps him}
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
Emile was hiding. Yet another nightmare, it was awful. He knew it was a dream, so why did he have to be so scared? He felt weak, awful, trembling in the corner, hiding from the monster that plagued him almost every night.
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
Remy watched from the window. He wanted to help, because that was his job, but he could only help when Emile was asleep. He had been doing this for a while, but he didn't ever remember things being this bad with anyone else. He felt bad for Emile. All he could do was watch, unless Emile managed to fall asleep again.
I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls...I want to live, Marge! Won't you let me live? — Homer Simpson