Looping Dreams

The third Loop

You awake to the sounds of others moving about. You open your eyes and take a minute to get a grip on where you are. You see a wood floor worn down by the shoes of many girls and a ceiling made of plywood. You see the fuzzy filter of the bug net you hung up mere days ago. You see the walls are just slaps of leather and some wooden supports. As you look around you swear you see the world "glitching".

You hear noises that you assume is talking, but you can't make out what they are saying. You see four people mauling about. Their names come after a minute to the front of your mind, "Oliver, Gabriel, Cheese, and Splash-Pop". You don't know their real names because at camp you had to go by "camp names".

You see Oliver trying to find his signature something (he had asked you to use he/him pronouns so you obliged) for his hair was still a mess. Gabriel was saying something, but all you hear is a weird noise that reminds you of a corrupted sound file. Cheese was also making the same kind of sound while facing her. As you look over at Splash-Pop standing by the opening of the leather that was the door, you notice something horrifying.

Splash-Pop didn't even look human. She looked like one of those characters made with minimal poly count back when video games were new.  Looking back at the others you notice they also look odd, but not as bad as Splash-Pop. Their faces was missing. Where it should was a strange angler texture like someone downgraded the number of polygons in that one specific area and left the rest normal. They also looked kind of glitchy.

During the incident with the beings you assumed were your friends you forgot to question what they were doing up this early.  You knew that it was too early to get up because the counselors weren't yelling something. You couldn't remember who they were. Then it hit you like a rock, they were going through with something that you had excitedly discussed the previous night. You had been excited about it last night, but now sleep called beckoning to join in its embrace. So you obliged.