"Your Nightmare is going to kill it," he says. "It cannot keep its claim to you." "I don't want a Nightmare," I point out. "Life is enough of a nightmare already." "Don't be selfish," Rose warns me in a low voice. "Your Nightmare's sanity and survival depend on your acceptance." "If I meant anything to my so-called Nightmare, my happiness and safety would not be afterthoughts," I retort. "You will be happy," Rose promises. "You will love him or her because you will not know how to do anything else." "A, that sounds like brainwashing," I say, "and B, are there female Nightmares?"
