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He turns the treadmill off slowly while wiping every beads of sweats off of his forehead. Even after pushing himself hard on the machine, nothing can distracts him from the strange dream he had last night. The lingering feeling of anxiety and the darkness flashing back into his mind.  He was walking mindlessly through the dark forest when he heard quite a commotion coming towards him. Unfamiliar with the situation, he hid behind the largest tree he can find. The shadow of someone being chased by a troop of soldiers crossed ​​his hideout. He took a deep breath, trying to hide his presence. It is better not to get involved even if all this is just a dream.  Yes, he was sure all this was just a dream. He still remembers going to bed quite late last night, in order to ensure all the preparations for today's event is ready. Yet, here he is. in a place so foreign, entangled in a situation feels uncanny to be explained. He tried to observe everything that was happening at the end of the c

Jillian sneaks up to her silently, just to be disappointed that Adrianna not even there to begin with. Her body is, but obviously neither her mind nor soul. Her close colleague always seems troubled at times but it seems worse today. "Anna, what's actually happening? You look terrible, to be honest." "Remember last week when I told you I had a really weird dream where I wear a very nice dress from medieval era but I was chased by the guards from unknown castle and weirdly, I jumped into an endless cliff to save myself?" Jillian nodded. The dream sounded funny when Adrianna first told her. So, the story kind of stay in her memory somehow. "I dreamt about that same dream for a week now." Adrianna's words sent shivers down her spine. She's not an expert in Oneirology. But this is not normal. She doesn't have to be a psychic to know that something is clearly not right. Adrianna is not someone who talks gibberish or acting weirdly without a reas

She woke up on her bed abruptly. Almost jumping off of it when she realized that she is still in her bedroom, the only place she has been sleeping every night for three years since she moved out of her hometown after her mom died of cancer. Everything in her room remains the same as they were before she went to sleep. The digital clock beside her bed just change it last digit to '4'. She let out a little sigh. It happened again. Without any reason, Adrianna started to have a mysterious dream. Every night. It has been almost a week now since she dreamt about falling into an old-looking library from nowhere. The rows of tall bookshelves in a dark and high-ceiling room actually scared the most of her. Well, pretty much less than the moment she heard someone screamed her name from another end of the room the very first time. She started running out of the room, unconsciously. The sound of metal armors clanking behind her begins to fade, before the same voice started to scream again