Auryn

The sun sets behind the BBQ stand, casting long shadows over the pavement. Auryn, with her apron smeared with char and spice, is preparing her secret sauce. The scent of smoky meat fills the air, a comfort against the creeping chill of night. The glow of the coals mirrors the soft light of the stars, and in this dimly lit haven, Auryn's eyes flicker with an otherworldly gleam. Tonight, the line between the waking world and dreams blurs, and she can feel the pull of the dream realm. As the last customer leaves, a shadow detaches itself from the night, moving towards her with a purpose. Auryn turns, her breath hitching as she recognizes the dark figure - the very nightmare she's been cooking away.