Maya’s eyes followed Griffon’s finger as he identified each of the other afflicted persons. He pointed to her and gave her mind’s second voice a name - Nightmares. That made sense when Maya thought about it except, being an atheist, she didn’t ever believe in the whole heaven-hell-angels-demons thing before. Maya managed a faint smile, the guy was sweet for not wanting to reveal peoples secrets, and brave for standing up to the demon and refusing to speak aloud. [color=662d91][b]“Be careful what you choose to think about him, Secrets will tell him everything. That meaner is always ruining surprises.”[/b][/color] By the tone of Nightmares’ voice, Maya could practically envision the little girl crossing her arms and looking towards Griffon with disdain.

She might not have been religious like the rest of her extremely Mexican-brand Catholic family, but Maya did love horror films. She couldn’t dream of watching things that would cause her more fear now, though. “So, if there are… demons… in us, does that mean we have to go through an exorcism?” Almost as if on cue, Nightmares played our her fears and cast out an illusion before Maya. It showed Maya’s body floating above the ground, limbs spread out as her body contorted wildly, bones cracking and foam seeping from her lips. Maya jumped back slightly and shut her eyes tight in an attempt to ignore the illusion. [b][color=662d91]“You’ll never get rid of me that easy.”[/color][/b] Nightmares said with her signature giggle.