"i hope you're getting some sleep, muffin. you're worrying me."
WHAT DEFINES A PEACEFUL SLEEP? is it the way that you snore? is it the way that you lay down? is it the benefits you reap from how your spine is aligned? is it the dreams you have? do nightmares truly scare you? does having lights on disturb you or can you sleep through a sunny day? does the pitter patter of the rain on the roof of a stormy night perturb you? can you sleep through toss and turns? does your pillow have to be cold? is it affected by the crimson vines that are currently coiling around your bed?
every inch of it is just being slaughtered by this weird anomaly. the vines continued to wrap themselves around your bed, practically cradling your bed frames. some more vines arose from the floor, this time coming from the sides and reaching out towards you, gripping at the sides of your mattress and digging into the y/f/c bedsheets for closure. they sensed your warmth and your body turning, attempting to get into a snug position. this didn't stop them though from reaching out towards you, growing longer and longer until they carefully coiled around your arms and legs and waist, pulling you down into your mattress that opened up into a nightmare abyss of tinted red hues while you blissfully slept unaware [nightmare on elm street reference pog].
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YOU FLUTTERED YOUR EYES open, stretching out to hear your back audibly pop and the bed frame below that was holding up your mattress creak. you stared up at the ceiling in a blissful state of mind, having gotten a full set of sleep that you haven't gotten in a while.
just when you thought your insomnia might be getting closer to treatment, you gazed around your surroundings to find it completely bare and rigid. this made you sit up rather quickly, your vision blurring and un-blurring in order to recognize that you were in a completely different room. the bedsheets felt way too soft and bad wasn't on the other side of the room. instead, you were in an enclosed box, the walls feeling like a dark, sad oak shade despite it being a brighter shade than it was in the dark.
when you looked beside you, you spotted a slightly dirtied windowpane, witnessing some dark red crimson vines coiling around the edges of its frame. that's not the only thing that made you frown. upon standing up on the cold stone floors to inspect the environment outside, you saw a very robust city. it had a semi-steampunk design and crowded layout with buildings slammed next to one another and congestion of people. the color red definitely resides within your eyes, spotting a weird outline in the distance of part of... an egg? it was pulsating like a heart, making your own heart race and spine shiver.
