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I was inside a game, playing first person as someone else. I was helping a friend move into his new house. Inside was really bright for natural lighting. All the walls were freshly painted white and the floors were brown hardwood. I was standing in the dining room which only consists of a round table with a pot of red flowers in the center. His mom was sitting at the dining table with a cup of tea, ignoring me and my friend chatting near by.

The friend looked oddly familiar, like if he was my friend in the waking world. I wanted to talk to him, ask him some questions about himself but the "game" I was in did not have the option to do so. So  I whispered to myself, pretending that I were to be talking to him.

"This is a nice house."

"Do you want to hang out?"

"I wish you were real."

The friend turned around into the kitchen, preparing something on the counters. The game gave the option to hug him from behind, which didn't let me decide before it moved on its own to hug him. I was surprised by that, it felt like I was hugging an actual person. Or maybe I was just down bad, but it felt nice. I was not sure if I was aware if this was a dream or not, but I was aware that he isn't a real person and the person I am is not me or real either. So I thought I'd play with him a bit, I whispered to myself as if I was talking to him.

"I'm gonna pretend that you can hear me."

Then he turned around, stared at me for a second before saying "I could always hear you".

That scared me for a moment, since all this time I thought that he couldn't hear me whisper to myself. I don't know why he didn't reply to me when we were at the dining room. He told me that he didn't want his mom to hear what he was going to say back so he just stayed quiet. 

So we went to another room to chat in. The dream starts to shift when we entered a new room. I was introduced to a woman named Nami. Beside her was a man sitting on a chair near by the bed Nami was laying on. I talked to Nami for a while. She said some things that stood out to me that I remembered what it was this morning but I have forgotten what it was.

07-20-23

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