I'm almost finished with that story I'm writing, the one about the people at the dream park! I'm at the climax scene right now, trying to figure out how they should defeat the last nightmare. I definitely want to finish it tonight. Here are a few recent draft paragraphs so you have an idea of where I am in the story so far:
The creature just laughed, its voice a high, vibrating pitch. It must have been composed of dry blood, for pieces of its crusty, dark brownish-red skin flaked off with every movement. Shaped vaguely like a Barbie doll with enormous fangs and claws, it flapped its stubby wings and advanced toward Dezzie, ignoring Bob and me.
"What's the matter, little girl?" It cackled. "Scared?"
Dezzie stood up, still holding Liilu. "No." She looked the creature in the eyes (or the glowing yellow slits that appeared to be eyes).
"Why not?" It hissed. Bob tried to grab it, but the creature evaporated and reappeared next to Dezzie, growling at us.
"You don't scare me." Dezzie said. "You can't hurt me."
"What makes you think that?" The creature flashed its fangs and...
and... something. I'll figure out what to write. But Dezzie isn't scared because she's smarter than her parents and knows that the nightmare is an illusion, and she can only touch one dream at a time (she's holding Liilu, a fluffy pink dream). Well, something exciting will happen. This scene looks kind of cheesy, now that I read it, but I'm going to edit it later.