I should have listened when the mountain man told me "there's things in these woods Miss. Things you don't want to awaken."

Things begin to heat up at the Snowhallow Inn as innkeeper Jerry orchestrates a meetcute to save his soul from eternal damnation.

“Babe, come on. I told you I loved you already,” Liam sighed. “Say it again for me, please baby,” the girl on FaceTime whimpered. Liam fought against rolling his eyes, “I love you, babe.” The bells above the service station door rang as an elderly gentleman approached the counter, and he stood patiently waiting for the boy to turn around. “Of course I’ll see you this weekend,” Liam continued.  “Ahem,” the gentleman cleared his throat. From the back room, a crackled voice boomed as a bearded man swung the door open. “Liam, get off that damn phone! We’ve got a…

I know all too well what happened that night. It was the night that I died. A girl doesn’t simply forget that.

There’s a little handprint on the door’s glass window. The sound of her shoes clicking down the hall echoes in my ears. Curiosity tells me to follow.

"It's your show."

“You take my hand and come with me.” He walked over to his coat and put it on. “I’ll teach you how to bend reality, how to slip into all the dreams you could possibly imagine, show you worlds you could never dream of.” He walked back over to me and put his hands on my shoulders and looked deep into my eyes. "Or, I take your dreams away completely. You’ll never see me - or anything else - ever again.”