Hulk: Where Monsters Dwell Page #3

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Doc, help me!

No!

You failed, Sorcerer.

The boy is mine now.

The first of many.

Benito!

I will not lose you

to the Dream Dimension.

Try as I might,

I could not breach

the mystical barrier.

I had no choice but to

return to the waking world.

I hoped I could do something to

help Benito from the other side.

Benito.

But I was too late.

Benito had

already transformed into

the very image

of his own worst nightmare.

Forgive me, Benito, but I must

summon the Chains of Krakkan.

At his parents' request,

I've been keeping Benito here,

under my protection, ever since.

I hate to ask,

but what did Nightmare mean

when he said Benito was

the first of many?

See for yourself.

There're four victims so far.

And I fear there may be others.

While Nightmare holds

their dream selves captive,

they've become monsters

in the real world.

Each a reflection of

their deepest fears.

They've been growing stronger

and harder to contain.

If I cannot free

them soon, they may be

trapped in these forms forever.

And under Nightmare's control.

But what's Nightmare's endgame?

I mean, how much damage

could four monsters do?

You'd be surprised.

The four victims all had

unusually deep-seated fears.

And fear is the source

of Nightmare's power.

With the barrier to the Dream

Dimension at its weakest,

his influence over those four could

enable him to enter our reality.

Tactically speaking,

they've given Nightmare

a toehold in our dimension.

And his next step might be

a full-scale invasion.

And he makes our world

a living nightmare.

Okay, so how do we lay

the smackdown on this clown?

I need to smash

Nightmare's mystical barrier

and rescue those four victims.

Uh-oh.

I heard the word, "Smash."

With your unique dual nature

and these recent incidents of

sleep-Hulking you told me about,

I think you may be the key.

But first,

I need to speak with Hulk.

And what if the green guy

doesn't feel like talking?

We can always force that hand.

Seriously.

You've got some spell that can

just poof me into the Hulk.

I had something simpler in mind.

Warwolf.

What, is that supposed

to make me angry?

No, this is.

Warwolf, no!

Doc!

You're next, Fido.

That's enough,

Warwolf. Thank you.

Whatever you say, Doc.

One of your astral projections.

You set me up, Strange.

Don't ever do it again.

Ahem, ahem. Yes, well,

now that you've graced us

with your presence, Hulk,

why don't you tell me

everything you can remember

about these recent incidents

where you turn...

Into puny Banner?

I remember everything.

And let's just say it makes me,

what's the word,

angry.

I see.

And why is that?

I'm a hero!

Not just a hero, I'm an Avenger.

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