Lucid Nightmare

Em's Real Life

"Em, what do you mean? Of course people have told me about stranger danger, but I felt like I could trust you two, so I didn't care." Andres said.

"Well that was your first mistake. I didn't get drugged, I am the reason you are here. I took you here because of your hate of the world. You hated the world, and I will help you." Em said.

"Then where the hell are we! Who is that man? How do we leave?!"

"Hell. Plain and simple. He is just a spirit, destined here forever, he never was able to escape, and you need to find the exit, or else you won't be able to leave."

Andres' heart was racing. What if time was already up? What if they couldn't leave? Is this even real? These questions raced through his head, then Em spoke, "Andy.."

"Don't call me Andy!" Andres snapped.

"Andy," Em continued as if nothing had happened, "you need to get in the attic before dawn, and from that clock, you have an hour to get in and leave." Wind began to pick up, and a major whistle was able to be heard from it. "Remember, one hour."