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Kris laid in bed, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. She never experienced that type of dream before. It felt so real. Reaching mindlessly to the nightstand, she grabbed her vape, taking a long drag and holding it in. She exhaled, letting her shoulders drop and her eyes close. She thought about the events as they played out in her dream. She was giving a tattoo. It was a beautiful design she made specifically for Elena. They kept locking eyes, making it too hard for her to concentrate.

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

He managed to get it across her, and then he laid down with his nose close to Sage, so he could hear her breath. She woke to stand in the same field that they had fought Daniel in. The area was in black and white with three trees in it. Why only three she thought? The only sound that could be heard was her heavy breathing. That is when she figured out that she was in some sort of dream and she had to walk around in it to check out what was going on. “Fun,” Whispered Sage.

She had cried her eyes out, but what will be will be. The Van drove off leaving particles of dust in the air and Mareili wiped the last tear that slipped down her cheek and checked her hand watch, turning away from the window. It was almost 10am and her dad was yet to come pick her all the way from Switzerland. She lived with her separated Mom in Germany where Mrs. Mateo operated her progressing book company.

She didn't want to stay in this room where what she just lived was so vivid. Declan carried her to his room, placing her gently between the sheets before getting in next to her, holding her against him with his arm about her shoulders, her head resting on his chest. “Now, tell me about your dream, Gemma,” he coaxed. She shivered at the memory of it. “It was the car crash… the one that killed my parents. I saw it again… everything… And the way the car rolled over and over… I was unconscious before the car stopped turning.”

In one dream, Star stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by a breathtaking landscape. The wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it a sense of magic and wonder. As she raised her hands, a vibrant glow emanated from her fingertips, illuminating the night sky. Stars danced and swirled around her, responding to her every command. In another dream, Star found herself in a vast, ancient library, its shelves stretching endlessly into the distance.

Now she must stay alert. The Dream Realm wasn’t a cute and carefree place, as many humans believed. This was the realm nightmares came from. The rules were different here. Hiding out from human society didn’t matter here. Many creatures that weren’t as ethical hunted within the Dream Realm, and humans weren’t the only creatures on their menu.

A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real. "I know her now. She was my bride in my dream." Daniel then got up from his bed and he was excited when he finally remembered that woman. He got his journal from his drawer and then tried to discover his note about his wedding dream. He tried to remember what month he wrote it. "I had that dream in the summer, so it should be around June and August," said Daniel while opening his journal. He began to find out the journal's divider in June and read one by one of his notes, but he didn't find any dream about marriage.

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.