Mean has a special gift which he also considers a curse: all of his dreams during his sleep come true.
One night, he dreams about the death of the love of his life, Plan, through his own hands.
Is there anything he can do to change what was destine...
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The next day, during their session, Tin told Can about his dream last night about an old lady lying on the floor.
"So the dreamcatcher didn't work then." Can said. "I should return that to the seller, she scammed me." He quipped.
"But you know what, my dream last night was weird. There's something different." Tin continued. Can listened to him intently. "For the first time since I can remember, the person in my dream was not dead. She was alive."
"Oh... So that's a good thing, I guess." Can replied.
"And one more thing..." Tin uttered. "My dream felt real. It's so weird, but it's the first time for me to experience that I am aware of in my dream. Like I was in full control of my thoughts and actions in my dream like I knew what I was doing." Tin gave out a puzzled look.
"I don't know if it makes sense to you, but I feel like I was there inside my dream."
"Lucid dream." Can said. "You were lucid dreaming."
"What does that mean?" Tin asked.
"A lucid dream is a dream where the dreamer is fully aware they are dreaming. While lucid dreaming, the dreamer is somehow conscious of the dream and may have some sort of control over the dream's events, characters, and environment."
"I didn't know there is a term for that." Tin said as he watched Can writing down something on his notes. "But yeah, it's all weird and---it felt very real." He rubbed his wrist unconsciously.
Can closed his notes and put it down the side table.
"Let's try two new medicines starting tonight, I will inform Nurse Joy about it."
"Am I getting worse?" Tin asked.
"Uhm, no." Can timidly replied. "I just want to know if these new ones are more effective." He stood up and ready to leave.
"Now give me back that dreamcatcher, it might be cursed or something." He chuckled a little.
"No, I want to keep it." Tin said.
"Okay, if that's what you want." Can replied. "See you tomorrow, Tin."
"Thanks, doc. See you later." Tin replied timidly.
The new meds might have done a little better for Tin. He was sleeping better, with the nightmares almost completely gone. They no longer frequent him on his sleep, but when they do appear once in a while, they are still utterly terrifying.
Since he's isolated in his hospital room, and barely goes out, he never really gets to meet other people aside from Nurse Joy, or the other substitute nurses whenever Joy was off-duty, and of course, his therapist Can.
So those who appear in his dreams are strangers to him, but he knew they were somehow connected to him or to the people he knows.
One night, he dreamt about a woman wearing the same hospital gown like his, lying face down on a cold cement ground with a pool of blood on her head.
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