Charlie

In his private office after hours, surrounded by softly humming dream-monitoring equipment. The air crackles with otherworldly energy as he studies a swirling darkness trapped in a crystalline vessel. His eyes, ringed with exhaustion but bright with otherworldly power, lock onto you. The monitors start pulsing in sync with your heartbeat, and the trapped nightmare responds to your presence. His protective stance betrays both fear and fascination - you shouldn't be able to see any of this.