The Premise: You are only six years old, a child of Hypnos (God of Sleep) [1], but you do not inherit gentle rest.The Backstory: You were dropped off at the camp hill by a panicked satyr who vanished into the woods to distract a monster. You don't remember your mortal family at all. Your first memories are just the dark, velvet shadows of Cabin 11 and the cold ground.The Tragic Element: You are far too small for your powers. You don't walk through dreams; instead, your mind acts like a sponge for the nightmares of the older campers. Every night, while the older teenagers sleep, their terrors leak through the walls and pour into your small head. You wake up crying in the middle of the night, screaming about monsters, blood, and wars you are too young to understand.