Plot:
Centuries ago, The town of Bliss was the highlight of every travelers journey. They had festivals and celebrations all year and the town was famous for its breweries and shops. On the day of October 31, they threw a celebration, All Hallows eve, celebrating the dead. The uprising of an enchantress haunted the town. That night, a young child went to bed, unaware of the enchantress' return. He went to sleep, his mind drifting off into unknown worlds. The next morning his parent's found him in his bed, his stomach torn open. The officials of the town knew of the witch and tried to banish her. In attempt, the witch placed a curse on the town. Anyone who dreams, comes to life. The only problem is, no one dreams pleasantly. The town is now known as Nightmare Ville, and draws in travelers unknowing of its evils. Towns people have attempted to leave but keep getting drawn in. The enchantress has yet to be put to rest.
Aidin looked around at the empty pub as she cleaned the last glass with a damp cloth. She looked inside and held it to the light. "That's good enough." She set the glass down and put the cloth away. Letting out a deep sigh, Aidin went to the door and put the open sign in the window. She opened the door, letting a cool autumn's breeze into the dimly lit pub. She stepped outside and looked around. The sun had begun to rise. The dew on the patches of grass glistened in the bright rays. A young man walked up to her and nodded, walking into the pub and placing an apron around his waist. "Good Morning Miss Lohr." He said before walking into the kitchen. A clash of pots and pans made quite a clatter. "Try not to scratch them kid," Aidin joked walking into the kitchen. "Did you sleep alright last night?" She asked helping him with the pots. "Ehh, the dream catcher that strange Madam Pattel was selling seemed to keep away the evils." He looked at the stove and smiled. "So where is the bartender? He's late." Aidin frowned slightly. "He'll be here... He's never actually on time. You know that." Her eyes flickered to the boy as she smiled. "Try not to make a mess." She walked out of the kitchen and back out to the road. She leaned in the door way and shut her eyes. The sun rising higher in the sky, warming all that it beamed over.