Nightmare Steve

Credit to Moosenotfound
As we thanked power Steve and walked back home, we placed Dark Steve on a bed so he could rest. Actually, we all needed rest. So Alex and I decided to sleep. But as I slept, a saw a similar nightmare as the night before. I then appeared in a dark room. As I found myself trapped in the endless expanse of darkness, a sense of unease settled over me. The air was thick with foreboding as I called out into the void, my voice echoing back to me in eerie silence. “Hello? Anyone there?” I ventured, my words swallowed by the vast emptiness that surrounded me. But to my surprise, a figure materialized before my eyes, its form cloaked in shadows and darkness. My heart pounded in my chest as I beheld the figure, its body a patchwork of yellow skin and swirling darkness. I recognized this entity immediately from the stories I had heard, whispered tales of terror that had haunted my dreams for nights on end. Nightmare Steve. A chill ran down my spine as I gazed upon the malevolent being before me, its presence exuding an aura of fear.. I knew that this was no ordinary nightmare, but a vision of something far more sinister, something that threatened to consume me whole.