Walk Through (based on my real story)

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TW: lucid dreaming

I woke up in the middle of the night in the vision of a warehouse. What's unique, though, is that the warehouse itself is empty, and the floor is made of sand.

As I was about to leave the warehouse, I saw my place of roots. It feels like reminiscing, with things unmoved and people frozen.

Then, I got somewhat teleported to our front yard. The lights there are too bright. I felt like I had a worst-case astigmatism.

I stepped back. I got back to my place of roots.

It took me a couple of minutes while I do back-and-forths as the places recurred. I realised...

"I'm dreaming."

The place I'm currently standing was consumed by the dark, and I got back to my room, but I saw a silhouette of myself. It has glowing, terrifying red eyes.

I used my quill to cover myself, and woke up with my heartbeat faster than a running horse. Fortunately, this is not a dream anymore. I'm already awake.

Or am I?

End

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