Watching a person in a dream spew out a large amount of purple wax was far more horrifying than squeezing toothpaste.
Hatching a Nightmare inflicted tremendous trauma on a person's mental body within the dream. In reality, it manifested as that person suddenly succeeding at losing weight.
Someone who had originally been fat would instantly have most of their life force taken away by the Nightmare. The process showed directly on the body: large amounts of fat and protein were lost, converted into energy.
The damage from this process was nearly irreversible, but as long as the person remained alive and recuperated slowly, it would not necessarily shorten their lifespan.
That was assuming they did not hatch another Nightmare and become a breeding ground for the monsters in dreams.
Logically, gaining newfound strength for their side should have been cause for celebration, yet Insomnia could not be happy as it watched this scene.
It walked over to a sofa in the dream and sat down. The current nightmare told the story of someone terrified by his own impotence, so it was mostly set indoors.
Ever since a moment ago, it had sensed more and more Sleepless Knights losing contact, vanishing from the layers of dreams. Some Nightmares had been perfectly fine not long before.
It knew who its greatest opponent was: Otherworld Deathstroke, who possessed a formidable reputation even within dreams. Yet it had already been very cautious and was searching for a way to restrain him, but it was still nowhere near enough.
Endless armies of Synthezoids that never dreamed were exterminating the Nightmares that entered reality across different Single Universes, like helpless fish hauled onto shore. The only "landing sites" that were still relatively safe were Gotham on Earth-0 and certain places on Earth -11.
Its current prey