It's that one where you have to give a speech to a crowd of bears and wasps again

[stockingfeats]

You're having a nightmare, and you aren't alone. Someone is here with you in tonight's strange, dark dreamscape--for better or for worse.

1. Chased: Bears, tentacly monsters, giant vengeful wasps. You need to escape from it but you can't find a way.
   
2. Trapped: Elevator, sinking ship, cave. You're in and you can't get out.
   
3. Performance: It's often quoted that people fear public speaking more than they fear death. You don't know the script, you've never seen this Powerpoint, the teleprompter is blurry as hell... forget falling, you're about to die on stage.
   
4. Hated: You know those dreams where everyone you know accuses you of something terrible and they all hate you now? Yeah. It's that one tonight.
   
5. Disaster! You're on an island and a volcano erupts! You're next to a river and it floods! Never mind how geologically, climatologically, or physically likely it would be in this location in real life, it's happening now.
   
6. Haunting past: Your bad memories are just waiting for you to let your guard down, and what's more unguarded than sleep?
   
7. Wildcard: There are infinite nightmares in infinite combinations... why not put together your own?
   

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[love_and_peace]

[ For all the destruction the beast is wreaking on the town, it doesn't seem to be hunting through the rubble. In fact, it's more accurate to say that it's in distress. The scaly hide sways back and forth as though in pain, and the roars that shake the distant brickwork, this close can be seen to be grunts and groans. The great lizard shakes its head, trying to put out the flames, but the movement just gives breath to the fire and it surges even brighter.

The hero better be sure-footed around a creature like this. One misstep, one crunch of glass beneath an incautious shoe and the dragon will turn, screaming out a blistering warning. ]

[memoryable]

[ Link has his hand on his sword's hilt when he notices the unusual movement patterns of the dragon. It's not hunting. It's not even trying to chase the people who have fled. It's like it's confused or in pain. His mind goes to Naydra, a dragon that had been infected by Ganon's Malice. This isn't the same but...

He grips the hilt tighter as he wonders what Zelda would say.

Help it, her voice says, but be careful.

Link lets go of the hilt. The Master Sword waits in her scabbard.

Instead, he circles the dragon as slowly as he dares, ducking behind rubble as he goes. He doesn't have much time, he thinks, but there has to be something. ]

[love_and_peace]

[ Earthquakes rock the city as the dragon slams itself against one of the few structures still standing. In the far corner of the city there's a deep dull boom, then a fireball rises above the cityline as the screams take on a more desperate tone. Confused and in pain it may be, but it's still causing horrific damage. Who knows how many bodies lie in the rubble, how many more will perish in the wastelands between cities, picked off by bandits or simply wasted away by the twin suns overhead?

The dragon howls again, smashing its head like a battering ram against the broad central column of the wall, and sending the entire structure collapsing down into a cloud of dust and cinders. Without the barrier of the wall, there's nothing stopping the dragon from stumbling forward, into what might have once been a residential area of town.

Is there any way to stop a beast like this other than killing it, hero? ]