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“Like I did something terrible. Like... I was a monster.” The air felt heavier and thicker. Lucian cupped her face gently, forcing her to focus on him. “Elara. Look at me.” She did, with her eyes filled with tears and fear. “That was a nightmare.” Lucian said each word calmly. But his heart was in turmoil. “But it felt real.” Elara whispered. “Nightmares do. It can never be real. That's why it only happens when we go to sleep. And when we wake up, we should return to the reality and forget the dream.”

That's all on Confessions Of An Exorcist. Thank you and goodbye for now. I hope to see you next week. AUTHOR'S NOTE -> I hope you guys enjoyed reading this chapter. False Awakenings may also lead to lucid dreams so if you ever experience such, please contact your doctor. Personally I haven’t experienced lucid dreams or false awakenings but the one I have most times is Sleep Paralysis and that scares the shit out of me, like why the fuck does my body have to scare me before I forcefully wake up. That’s so weird.

“Mister, I implore you to call me Marcus, not child. What’s the use of my 22 years of age if you are gonna reduce it by twelve and call me a child? I am a full fledged adult.” “Yes, you are.” Yet he still threw me that judging look. I internally wailed, grouping together my misery and the uncomfortable feeling in my stomach due to me inhaling a three pack of instant ramen before bed. I told you that eating three packs of instant ramen is the key to having a lucid dream yet here I am repeating it. But I can’t help it! Anyone would feel hungry after grinding for levels for five hours straight non stop in VR. Ugh… I think my gaze is getting blurry for a whole different reason now.

I ask. He shakes his head again. “You did nothing wrong Luciana,” he repeats. “I obviously did something otherwise she wouldn’t be sulking right now,” I grumble in annoyance. “She is not sulking,” Logan sighs. “She’s crying.” My eyes fly wide and I cringe. “She’s crying? Oh god I think I seriously freaked her out with the whole dream-walking thing.” “Someone who does not have pleasant dreams does not think lightly of the idea of someone else walking in them,” he tells me. “You of all people should understand that.”

If misused, it could easily shatter a person's mental stability and even cause lasting psychological damage. Lucian was insane to use something like this on her. Curled on the cold floor, the young woman clutched her head and trembled uncontrollably. She muttered repeatedly, "Don't think of bad things. Don't—" She told herself to think of something happy.

Malachi stared at Hamilton cooly, at the flippant way that he'd brushed off his confession. Hamilton continued quickly. "Dreams are dangerous, man. They're not real, but they get stuck in your head. Wriggle themselves into your mind and make you think they're real. They make you worried and grow sick over nothing." Malachi heard his words but discounted them. "I have a feeling about this, Hamil. This isn't just nothing. I've had the same dream, over and over, every so often for a few weeks. It can't just be meaningless."

___________________________________________________________________________ Lucid dreaming Lucid dreaming is a fascinating phenomenon in which a person is aware that they are asleep and dreaming. Those who are more adept at lucid dreaming are able to control the action and content of their dreams to varying degrees. https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/lucid-dreaming-study-explains-how-to-take-control-of-our-dreams#The-two-most-effective-techniques ___________________________________________________________________________ 19 / 11 / 2021

“But the room… it felt like a place I’ve been.” Lucian leaned back, his gaze softening. “Your mind’s healing,” he said gently. “Dreams are how it tries to make sense of missing pieces. It’s normal for them to feel real, even if they aren’t.” I said nothing. He added, “That familiarity could be borrowed. From places you’ve seen, stories you’ve heard. Dreams don’t have to mean anything.” “But what if they do?” I asked, more to myself than him. Lucian shook his head. “A sigil. A stabbed man. A baby you don’t know. Your brain’s trying to fill in blanks. You’re reaching for something familiar.”

“Pssst Lyle, are you awake? “Luka, is everything ok? Shouldn't you be resting? You have an early journey tomorrow. Why are you not asleep? Enquired Lyle. Luka was really uncomfortable to bring up this topic with his brother, but he trusted his Twin more than anyone and they shared in almost everything together. “Sorry to trouble you at this hour, I did not mean to alarm you. I just needed to talk to someone about something of a personal nature, and since we talk to each other about everything and you are mated, I figured that you would be the best person to talk to about this.” Confused, Lyle replied, “Ok, what is it?” Luka Stuttered, cleared his throat a few times before taking a deep breat

Now what was more disturbing to her was that the dream she had was not when they were a child, rather, it was when they had become adults, like now. “I must have been mistaken then,” she said and tilted her head to the side, wondering why she kept having that recurrent dream if they hadn’t met before. “Is something bothering you?” Lucien asked. Julianne raised her eyes to look at him and sucked in a breath. Lucien, noticing that she had something to say but was hesitating, said to her, “It’s alright to tell me anything. I promise you, I’m not that bad a person.” It was not that Julianne could not tell him, but she was being careful so he won’t see her as the bad one. After seconds on deliber