As a means to revenge on her cheating asshole of a boyfriend she sliced his dream catcher in two. His cursed dream catcher. The curse was just one of the many secrets he kept.
She spent days in a waking nightmare of evil. No monsters or demons, just people. Real people doing things to each other beyond horror. Visions of torture, physical and mental, filled her mind. Then the visions would fade to a black space surrounding his face, twisted in pain.
The horrors were so terrifying that she almost forgave him. Almost. A doomed asshole is still an asshole.