It was weird; I was semi conscience, aware of dreams and people. I could hear the hustle and bustle of every day life. I don’t remember dreams well, but I seemed to remember one.
I was on top of a mountain, battle raging around me, then out of the blue, a needle comes at me, it seems to be going so slow, everything was going so slow. An alien is holding me back. I can’t move; I can’t do anything. The dream ends. I don’t remember any more dreams. Just darkness.
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