John hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Every time he tries to sleep, his slumber is disturbed by a horrifying nightmare. The rest of the night is spent lying on his bed waiting for the sun to rise. When morning finally comes, he's little more than a sleepwalker.

Then one night, he meets a mystical princess from another world who shows him the horrible truth behind his nightmares. A truth that's slowly, slowly killing him.

Authors note: Don't go easy on me. If this fic is good, tell me it's good. If this fic is crap, tell me it's crap. If this fic is so bad it makes My Immortal look like The Grapes of Wrath, don't hesitate to tell me.

I'm a big boy. I can take it.

EDIT: I give my eternal gratitude to HerpDerp for proofreading chapter 6!