The dream changed to Vulture. His grotesque face looked into hers before he slapped her as hard as he could. A long oiled stick came in his hand out of nowhere, and he chased her around the house, prepared to smash it on her ass every time he catch her.
But just when he was about to catch her, in her nightmare, Paul came out of nowhere and snatched the stick from Vulture's hand and started raining it on all over him before breaking it and slamming the pieces in his gut.
Vulture fell over, dropping dead on the spot.
After killing him, Paul came back to her and wrapped his strong arms around her. "No one will hurt you. I will always protect you."
In return, for his protection, she also wrapped her arms around him and finally felt safe.
The author wants to take a holiday.