On the night of October thirteenth, the Hunter’s Moon plummeted upon the calm town of White Chapel. As Sara Bishop floated off to rest under its delicate brightening, the full moon appeared to have carried with it something much more vile than a warm gleam. Without a moment’s delay, the bad dream began. Be that as it may, this wasn’t any customary nightmare. This one appeared to be genuine as though she could notice it, feel it, taste it.
It was one of those fantasies one that stirred her witch-like sense a harbinger of shock and now, awfulness. Together with Rebecca Parker, the main other individual who comprehended her blessing, somebody who had encountered her own bizarre faculties, Sara planned to grapple with this inauspicious bad dream in Once Upon a Nightmare.