I walk throughout a strange place that I cannot scan. It seemed familiar for a "kid" like me but...darkened. I was only able to see it as an abandoned carnival. Stuffed animals hanged around the game booths, blood everywhere, and a stench that I was able to smell despite having a tank on me! But the worst had yet to come. A darkened tune of Pop! Goes the Weasel began to play. As soon as it did, I recognized it immediately. Laughing Jack was in my head. Wanting me. I see a huge tent and think that's where the music is coming from. I felt hacked as my legs walked to it without my consent. I try to purge out the hacking intruder, but it was no use. I felt sickened inside as my arm opened the tent flap to reveal thousands of bloodied seats and a circus ring. Finally the threat purged out and I was in control of my body. As I was checking to confirm this, I hear a searchlight come on. There was two one. One pointing at the ring, and the other pointing right on me. I back up out if the light and out of the tent before turning around and sprinted. I found a place to hide. "I have to wake up," I repeated that phrase so many times as I ran about trying to find an exit. But no such luck. I felt down and depressed as I feel a raspy, cold hard breath right on my neck. I stood as I felt hands touching my hips, the fingers working their way to my belly, tightening a grip from the arms. Then, I felt a mouth right on my neck. My sensors were going crazy as I try not to move. Right before the being bit me, I pinched myself to wake up. I did see Mom at my bed side. She had a worried look on her face. I see Dad with her. Worried as well. "Jarod? You were screaming in your sleep. Are you alright?" I hug her to feel her alive. I was panting. "It was just a dream, Jarod," She said. She doesn't know. "N-No..." I quiver. "It was not just a dream..." she looked at me. "L-Laughing Jack was in my head! H-H e hacked through my systems to my doom, but I ran from it! I-I then felt him circling me! Wanting me! Holding me to him!!!" I was panicking. Whilst she did comfort me, she knew what I was talking about. "Do you want to sleep with us tonight?" She asked. I nodded as she somehow carried me to her room with Dad. As I fell asleep again, I dreamt differently, however I did hear Laughing Jack's voice speak to me, "Whilst you may hide from me, you will confront my being with fear down your spine, and guilt flowing through your undead body. I shall return, with more lust and less mercy!" I got up to the bathroom with a sharp pain in my belly as I projectile into my mask with fear and horror in my eyes. I removed my mask and continue projectilling into the toilet. I wanted this to end. I had to figure out a way to stop this. I have to go to Notch. I have to get myself out of this nightmare. Tears began to flow down as the projectile ends. I rinse out my mouth and mask and put it on right before my lungs quit on me. I head back to my parent's room and cry into my sleeping mother's back while drifting off to sleep once more, before deciding to follow Jack's words. I will confront him to see what he wants.