deadlyhemlock:

From the green, the kid's unseen adversary silently watches the assembled heroes.  He wasn't expecting any of them to be able to come at him through the green, let alone turn into a giant Dinosaur.  It's a fascinating turn of events, and he has every intention of sitting back and watching safely.

dc_eldritch:

No one in the world on this night escapes it. They find themselves wanting to just curl up for a few minutes for some sleep. Weather it is just a nap or actually going to bed they find themselves sleeping. They do not get to sleep well. Screams of hosts long since dead haunt them and many of the dreamers find themselves herded up like cattle by strangers in heavy robes carrying pitch forks and guns.

"Where are we going," a man asks.

One of the robed men speaks. "To see our lord. You do not know the way. We shall guide you."

A child cries that she wants her mommy as they are separated. A man is shot for trying to run away and the smell of something burning fills the air.

The world is on fire and no one can escape it. They must go with the strangers to see their lord.

The dreamers are brought to a boat that goes across a sea of blood and gore. They find themselves marched across an island and they enter a tall nd terrible temple. When they try to really look at it a few go mad and start to gibber nonsense as their hair turns white and their skin wrinkles and shrivels up. They are suddenly very old.

The chanting is heard as the dreamers enter the temple.

"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn," the terrible chant is burned into the minds of people who are truly insane. People who are blessed or cursed with knowledge of the magical world find themselves puking both in the dreaming and the real world. For reasons they can not explain in the dreaming world they know that this place is terrible.

And then they are brought into the main chamber of the temple. A scream goes out as a great clawed hand comes down and begins to grab people by the dozens and brings them into the mouth of a terrible creature. The people who are eaten are lucky if anyone who can be called that. They wake up.

The are not so lucky. They think they are awake. They think are safe. But there are things lurking in the darkness of their dream world, waiting.

deadlyhemlock:

The light of the fire is the only illumination in an otherwise pitch black canopied forest.  The sky above is so filled with stars as to appear ready to burst;  as if hanging just one more light in the sky would make the whole thing come crashing down.  All the familiar aural ambiance is gone, with the noise of cars and plane engines replaced by the much more agreeable hooting of the owl and the crackle of the fire.

An unfamiliar pair of eyes shifts its gaze between the campers, as an invisible and distant watcher takes a moment to observe unseen...

roy_harper:

Roy's checked the brakes, and the tires, and the spare tire on the vehicle. He made sure all the packs had basic medical kits, that the tents were really good tents, and the flashlights were all new, with batteries to spare. He's made Lian go over the lists of essentials twice, and he's lost count of how many times he's lectured her about being in charge, and the responsibility that goes with it.

Because it's making him feel like Ollie, he'll be done now. Really. There's no more he could possibly check with her.

"You have the numbers to all the local ranger stations and the hospital, right?"