The other John explains.

"That was an Inner Demon you just came across."

You turned around, finding John Doe sitting on a reclined sofa while sipping a martini.

"A what?"

"Inner Demon. Also known as a Shadow, a person's dark side, someone's personal trauma, The Nightmare, etc etc etc." he waved his hand around as emphasis, "You accidently triggered something to set off Miss Cardigan's Inner Demons. Maybe you flirted with her wrong and reminded her of her previous shitty ex-boyfriends or something."

What the hell?

"That thing was terrifying! It was like it was eating away my head!" You breathed heavily, shaking and scratching your head clear.

"Yeah, that's technically what they do." John sipped his martini before throwing the glass behind him, continuing, "Those things love to eat away at someone's psyche in order to bring a person down to their lowest. They're the cause of depression, suicidal thoughts, but most commonly, nightmares. Nasty buggers."

"Wait, depression? Suicidal thoughts?!" You shouted in panic, "Is Miss Cardigan alright?! She's still alive, right?!"

Before you could freak out further, John shoved a can of Cola into your face. "Calm your tits. Miss Cardigan is absolutely fine, she's just waking up from a nightmare. That's all."

"Oh... Alright..." You sighed in relief, taking the Cola can.

"It looks like Miss Cardigan's depression is a helluva lot more serious than I thought. Whatever happened to her all those years ago really stuck with her even to this date." John hummed in thought, "Who would have guessed she had self-image issues and a jealousy complex. No wonder why she can't ever seem to land a stable relationship with anyone. That thing has been making her overly paranoid by making her think that everyone's going to leave her for some other floozy."

"So you're saying that this Inner Demon shadow thing is the reason why she has all these personal problems in her life?"

"I wouldn't say the core reason, but it's definitely detrimental to her sanity. Plus, it's a really big one too. It's been festering in the back of her mind for years now, I'm guessing."

You're not quite sure what exactly was going on, but you think you get the gist of it. That thing that you saw was like her Depression if it had a physical body, right? And it's convincing her that she's never pretty enough and is always going to lose to this... Samantha girl.

Shit...

"Wait, why couldn't I control my body when it appeared? It kept forcing me to move towards it and made me have all these crazy thoughts..." You asked, remember both the image of a sexy naked lady and convulsing black spectral holding a detached head.

"Oh no, that was Miss Cardigan." He explained, "Since you were in her dream, she dreamt that her romantic rival shows up and steals you away from her. The only reason why you were walking towards the thing was because Miss Cardigan made you do it."

"But that doesn't make any sense! She was screaming and begging for me to not go anywhere near the damn thing! Why would her dream make me walk away from her if she didn't want me to leave?!"

He shrugged, "It's a nightmare, man. She probably thought in her heart that she would lose you no matter what, even if she tries everything to stop you. Ten years of pessimism and self-image loathing. Add in the fact that she scares off any guy she dates because of her paranoia, it's like adding fuel to the fire to make even more fuel for fire."

Oh my god... Miss Cardigan, what have you been going through all these years to have such a vividly terrible monster in your dreams?

"Oh well, no harm done." John patted you on the back, before walking around, "Let's find some other girl to visit then. I think we saw Tiffany Brian today, haven't we? There should be a door nearby that leads to her."

Wait, what the hell?

"John, what the fuck man?! You're just dropping the issue like that?!" You said in disbelief. "What about Miss Cardigan and her Inner Demon?! What about her nightmares?!"

"What about them?" John asked.

"HOW THE HELL DO I FIX HER?! HOW DO I GET RID OF HER INNER DEMON?! I can't just leave her like this!"

"Oh, that." John smacked his head, "Duh. Yeah you can't do anything right now."

"What?! Why not?!"

John gestured around like it was obvious, "Do you see her door anywhere? She's already awake. She's probably gonna stay awake too for the rest of the night, just to avoid coming back to her nightmare."

"B... But... But then how do I-" you stammered, feeling completely helpless.

"Relaaaaaaaax." He rested his hand on your shoulder in order to comfort you. "Come back for tomorrow night, and she'll be sleeping again soon. Then before you show up in her dreams, I'll personally teach you how to get rid of those pesky Inner Demons."

"You... You will?" You asked him in a hopeful tone.

"Yep. Besides, it's not like she's gonna die from it. She's probably had it growing in her mind for, like, half of her entire life. That fact that she's still alive and maintaining a stable income despite having it around, means she's strong willed enough to last for another fifty years."

Hearing that, you sigh in relief.

Good. Thank god... So there's still a chance to save her.

"Heheheh..." John started to chuckle.

"What? What's so funny?"

"Nothing... I just find it cool to see you so concerned for someone's else's wellbeing." He smiled, "You originally wanted to use the Labyrinth as a way to have sex with girls in your dreams and in real life, so seeing you care so much makes me feel kinda proud that I am who I am."

"Oh... Uh, thanks I guess?"

"You're welcome, Me." He lightly punched you in the arm. "Just try not to go overboard caring too much, yeah? Remember, our goal is to have a harem full of girls. We can't accomplish that if we go help everyone's personal baggage, so stick to the sexy and cute ones first, yeah?"

"Right..."

"Good. SO-" he clapped his hand loudly, and looked at you with an excited grin, "Tiffany Brian. Wanna convince her to cheat on Zeke with you?"

"I uh... I think I'll put a rain check on that for today. I don't think I can focus on anything else until I help out Miss Cardigan..."

"Bleugh, I'm no fun." He jeered, before snapping his fingers. "Time will now speed up... Waking up in three... two... one..."

"JOHN, SHELLY, WAKE UP!"

You open your eyes, and shouted to your mom, "I'M UP, I'M- ooooooeeeeugh~"

Your entire body spasms in place as it orgasms, feeling your cock spurt out a gallon of jizz directly into something wet and tight.

Your entire lower body felt heavy, like something was weighing it down. There was also a noticeably large lump from your blanket to suggest someone else was underneath it with you.

Pulling the blanket up, you see your sister Shelly working on your cock as she milked it with her mouth. She looked up and winked at you, swallowing her last gulp and popping her head off your dick. There were strands of dry semen all over her face and hair, meaning she's been going at it for a long while now.

"Morning little brother. Hope you don't mind, I snuck in your room while you were sleeping and gave you a blowjob the entire night."

"How the hell did you manage to do that without waking me up?!"

"You're a really heavy sleeper." She giggled, before sucking your cock once more.

"SHELLY! Are you up yet too? John, if you're up first, go and wake up your sister!" You heard mom calling.

"I already woke her up mom! She's wide awake!" You shouted back, already moaning from another blowjob session.

Sigh... You did not want to deal with this first thing in the morning.

Where the hell's your god damn underwear?