It was early in the morning, Nick had written his diary about the recurring dreams he has been having over the past few weeks.

9/14/15

"Dear Diary, I had the dream again, this time it was the same as the first one:

I was driving out in the country and my car broke down in front of this ranch, I asked the owner if I could stay there and he was more than understanding but there was a weird surprise. The owner was an anthropormothic badger, walking on two legs, talking, using his paws to tip his cowboy hat, but he was a badger.

"Hey mind if I stay here for a day or two while I get my car fixed?"

"No problem partner, take as long as you need, in fact let me take a look, I worked at a mechanic shop when I was in my twenties I'll help ya out, why don't you go give the horses and mules this feed while I take a look at your car?" the badger said in a very deep, slightly nazily voice with a southern drawl.

"Um okay, that sounds fair, hey thanks for being so understanding."

"Don't sweat it buddy, it's the southern way."

I walked to the stables and saw this whole brown horse, I was nervous because I hate horses, I hate their smell, I hate the way their eyes follow you no matter what and I hate that they look in general but it was the least I could do for that badger who was understanding my shock at the fact that he was a badger.

I noticed it looked at me in the eyes as it ate from the bucket, it was creepy and made me cringe, I was shivering and then I woke up. I have been having this dream for a while and I really am starting to freak out.

9/27/15

Last night's dream was weird, it was similar to the dream I was having but it was longer. And also, the badger seemed annoyed with me noticing he was a badger.

"Um okay whatever your name is, come get, whatever's in this bucket... ehh that look is just creepy dude..."

After I said that a mule walked over and looked me straight in the eye, at first it was creepy but then out of nowhere I felt this great urge to pet it on the long face and I did. This was weird because mules freak me out more than horses because of a childhood injury from a ride I didn't even want to ride. Then the badger came up.

"I see you're taking a liking to my main mule here, he's my main ride sense I gave up cars, ironic isn't it?"he then said.

When he came over I shivered and out my hand back down, denied liking the action and asking him about the car.

"Problem with the battery and the oil, plus it looks like your check engine light is on, it's gonna be a while, sorry about that Mr... uh..."

"Nick, and what's your name?"

"Daryl, Daryl Badger, surprise surprise hehe, well ya can stay here till it gets fixed just promise to help out a little." he said.

That moment I had awaken and noticed my facial hair was slightly longer, but I was too tired to go shave this morning.

10/7/15

These dreams keep getting weirder, last night it wasn't a repeat of the same dream but a continuation.

"So what do I need to do to help out while you look at my car?" I asked in the living room, early in the morning.

"Well today is grooming day for the horses and mules, I'll teach you how to do the first one and you can do the rest," he said while leaving to the barn.

Daryl pulled out a black horse from her stable and guided me step by step on how to groom her. I was bored and a little grossed out. Once she was groomed Daryl put her back and sent the mule from the other dreams back and went off to look at my car. I repeated the steps from the first but strangely as it went on, and I looked into the mules eyes again I began to enjoy it more, to the point to where I was having fun and enjoying the company of the horses and mules and was liking cleaning them. What's weird about this is I actually am starting to feel this way about them in real life, I'm actually wanting to visit a ranch and see real horses, weird...

When I was finished I came and checked up on how Daryl was doing on the car. He told me that it should be ready in less than a week and I should be good to go.

I had awaken and noticed in the mirror that this stress is getting to my, on both the facial hair and my normal hair I am quickly loosing my black hair and it's turning white.

10/12/15

The dream is finally continuing, for almost a week it's been that same grooming dream but last night it finally was the next part. It was almost time for bed but Daryl had plans to go for a late night ride (8:00 PM...) He encouraged me to come along and give riding a shot so I thought I might as well because of all the work he's been doing on my car. After extensive convincing he got me to come to the barn and choose a horse to ride. To my surprise, that was the horse HE was going to ride, he wanted me to ride the mule who keeps changing my mood. I was hesitant but I looked into his eyes and I suddenly felt a great urge to ride him, it was almost as if it was hypnotic. I saddled up and after a few minutes I caught on to riding quite fast and I enjoyed it more than I thought. This dream was somewhat shorter then the others as I woke up earlier in the night.

I'm having an issue sleeping at home so tonight I am going out camping in the woods to help clear my head.

10/13/15

Dear Diary, this is going to be my final entry, I have finally learned the purpose and cause of these dreams... Last night the dream was the next day at the ranch, it started out as normal. Daryl said my car was finally fixed and I could leave that day but asked of I could help with the feeding one more time before I left, I figured it was the least I could do. When we went to the barn and saw the mule, i heard something strange...

"The time has come..."

"Um who said that, where did that come from?" I naturally asked.

"It's me, the mule!" the mule said, while looking into my direction but not directly at my face.

"Um Daryl do you know whats... Daryl...?" I asked until I noticed Daryl was in somewhat of a trance, his eyes had thin ovals that were shrinking at the center of his eyes and on a continuous loop.

"Daryl was like you once, city slicking, car driving, human, all that changed when I men him, and at this moment, I'm his Master now!" he said in a sinister tone.

"And now it's time for you to join me, it just takes one look into the mule's eyes and serving horses will be your life..." the badger said turning my body in the direction of the mule.

I unwillfully looked into the eyes and became stiff and sore, and itchy too actually. I felt hair growing over my body and in the mirror on the wall I noticed it was in the color pattern of Daryl, I was becoming a badger, my nose became black and wet, my mouth stretched into a muzzle, and my hands and feet were becoming paws and finally my eyes began to mimic Daryl, and it was then my life changed forever. All I could think about was horses, I wanted to groom them, I wanted to feed them, I wanted to pet them, I wanted to ride them, and I wanted to serve them.

"You look really cute as a badger... oh and by the way, I'm your Master now!" he said as I grabbed my cowboy hat and bowed in front of my new Master.

I awoke then and wrote in this journal for the last time, now I am off to the ranch that is just on the other side of these trees, I am a badger just like Daryl who is expecting me to help feed our Masters before our daily ride...

Goodbye forever!