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For Heaven’s sake, she only existed in his imagination! Bridget had learned about her fairly early on in their relationship. She’d known Dr Andrew Strauss was odd right from the start; hell, she’d known that just from what she’d read about him, before even going for the assistant’s job. And in a funny way it made him more attractive. But when he came out with that one, she’d had to wonder about his sanity. ‘It’s hard to explain,’ he’d said to her late one night as they’d worked on breaking down some samples. ‘I have this recurring dream... when I can actually get to sleep, that is. I’ve been having it since I was a little kid.’

The hypocrisy and presence in her expression, very clear to me. "Grandma, I'm not lying, this isn't her idea. She stole from me. I'm sure she swiped my plan draft. There're many more ideas in my draft too. "I say. Facing my grandma this time, with the hopes that she sees the truth in me. "Seriously Christy? Stella stole your idea. How is that even possible? "Drake's pesky voice speaks up and I grit my teeth as I stare at him. His dad and Stella's mom are twins, hence the bond between him and Stella has always been an unbreakable pain in the ass. He is older than I am, but that doesn't change the fact that's he's a big bag of crap.

Now, the memory felt like the cruelest joke imaginable. After leaving the bathroom, I picked up my phone and searched for a professional disappearance service. Then, I dialed the number. “I’d like to purchase your highest-level death simulation package. The date will be… seven days from now.” It would be the day of our wedding. Before I could finish speaking, a surprised voice sounded behind me. “Clara, who are you talking to at this hour of the night?" My heart leaped out of my chest, and I immediately hung up.

Deep. Dreamless.and safe.

Liz exclaimed, pushing past Kris. Liz moved towards the door but Kris grabbed her arm. Liz spun on Kris. "Let me go!" "No!" Kris replied, "If I'm not real, then how am I able to stop you? This is my dream. I'll do whatever I want in it." "Are you insane?" Liz was confused. This was definitely not Kris' dream. Was it?

But tonight, John had a plan. She slipped out of bed and tiptoed to Sarah's room. Sarah was fast asleep, her chest rising and falling gently. John's heart pounded as she approached the bed. She had procured an ancient spell from a shady online forum, promising to swap bodies with anyone for 24 hours. John had no idea if it would work, but she was desperate to feel Sarah's body, to experience life as her.

" My breath caught. That wasn't just a nightmare. It was her previous life, a reality we both endured. "I already paid the price with my life. Why can't Christine just let me go?" Then, her sobs turned frantic. "Mom, she said she swapped me with her daughter. Does that mean in my dream, I was your real daughter? But in reality, I became her daughter and stole everything that rightfully belonged to your daughter… "Mom, please don't hate me. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry!" "Joyce," I murmured as I gently patted her back. "That wasn't a dream. It was our shared past. I'm sorry. I failed to protect you back then. But never again. You're my daughter—my one and only."

will then be corrupted beyond repair resulting the body to become brain dead. Special dreamers which are called 'Lucid Dreamers' are people who can "swim freely" in the 'Plain of Desire and Idea' thus granting them the ability to control their perceived dreams albeit they do it unconsciously. Very few lucid dreamers can master this ability and swim freely on the plains of sleep thus having the ability to technically turn your dreams on and off as you swim towards the deep, these people are classified as 'Lucid Divers'. A few of these Lucid Divers have the ability to reconnect a dreamer's broken tether thus waking them up, these special people are called 'Dream Callers' and are considered as