Buffy the McGriddle Slayer
Nothing made sense. Buffy Summers looked down into the tunnel and saw flames rushing towards her. She could feel the heat as it blew around her and past her, but she did not feel her flesh burning. All she could see was fire. And she could smell it. But soon the acrid smell of smoke lessened and instead, she smelled something almost sweet. Sweet but sinister. The flames began to distort and become almost tangible and fluid. Almost like cheese. Melted cheese. The smell of cheddar and the syrupy sweetness overcame her. She felt herself falling, falling, falling onto a soft, spongy substance. This was what smelled sweet. It was slightly sticky, but mostly spongy. As Buffy pulled herself to her feet, she noticed a large engraving on the spongy ground. It was a large..."W"...

As she struggled to think of demons or monsters from her past that started with the letter "W", she began to feel dizzy. Suddenly the world turned black.

Buffy awoke safely in her bed. She could still smell the sweet, syrupy aroma though. As she sniffed the air, confused and still frightened, her younger sister Dawn opened her bedroom door.

"Hey Buffy!" Dawn grinned. "You better get up if you want to get some waffles before Xander finishes them all!"

TO BE CONTINUED...