You slowly come to the realization that you are no longer in the place you closed your eyes. Around you, you felt nothing, just empty space, almost as if you were floating on air but you could not even feel that. Darkness surrounds you, taking every sense

You slowly come to the realization that you are no longer in the place you closed your eyes. Around you, you felt nothing, just empty space, almost as if you were floating on air but you could not even feel that. Darkness surrounds you, taking every sense you have away from you, unaware if your eyes are open or close from the sheer blackness around you. Soon a light shines, far above. What was this light? It was beyond your comprehension. However, you finally feel some semblance of weight to your form, allowing you to descend almost like a feather. A reflective platform rests below you, welcoming you upon its shimmering surface.

It is here that a voice speaks, announcing its presence to you but it's location unknown. It calls to you, captivating your attention with its words.

" A single light shines amidst the darkness. Light brought on by love. What light calls to your heart? "

Family

Friends

Life

Everyone

The light above shifts, causing the reflections upon the glass surface you stand upon to change shape. As your eyes fall down to your feet, a scene forms beyond the glass. Before your eyes forms fire, under your feet behind the reflective surface. Buildings, streets, even trees are on fire, a blaze growing larger and larger. You soon recognize the place that is burning.

It is your home, the place you live and call your own. No sound comes to you but you can see people screaming, running, crying. A figure you know, someone close to you, is stuck, surrounded by flames on all sides. Any hope of survival seems absent.

" What does your heart desire? Do you save them? How? "

Run through the flames.

Get some water to put out the flames.

Call them and guide them through the flames.

Knock something down to break through the flames.

The scene flickers as the action flashes across your mind, the image fading to pure glass once more. You feel a small sense of panic, wondering if the image had been real. But you attempt to call yourself, trying to make your mind realize this is likely all a dream. It was all it could be, right?

Behind you there is a sound, causing you to turn towards it, nerves on edge. You see nothing but a figure, almost like a shadow. However, this figure casts no shadow from the light above, not even having a reflection on the glass. It only made the fact this was all a dream all the more apparent in your mind.

The figure stepped closer, as a new voice spoke from it, deep and gruff, raising in volume the more it spoke.

" What is a weak little child doing here?! You are nothing but a useless nuisance, leave before I remove you myself! "

Stand your ground, ready for anything.

Raise your hands to show you mean no harm.

Shout back at the figure, raising a fist to fight.

Ignore the figure. It's only an illusion.

Before anything could happen, the figure fades into the glass, as if it had never been there in the first place. You look around in puzzlement. What was that all about? You walk forward a few steps, wondering what was to happen now in this dream.

" Is it truly a dream? Is anything real? "

The voice called to you from beyond. What was it questioning you now? It made no sense.

" Perhaps nothing is true? What does your heart think? "

Everything is Real.

Fake. It's all fake.

Only what matters is real.

The only real thing in this place is me.

Suddenly the glass platform under your feet shakes upon your answer, causing you to brace yourself. There is a quiet laugh that breaks out from the space around you, echoing, almost taunting you. As your eyes fly around, trying to figure out what's going on, something catches your gazes.

A pool of something black upon the glass, small, almost the size of your hand. But it steadily gains size, growing larger and larger, inching towards you. A sinking feeling enters your stomach, your body nearly going cold. There was something wrong with that, even if you didn't know what it was.

The voice comes back, lighter this time, almost sounding like a woman.

" You have only one choice before you. Will you let the darkness take you, or will you fight to live? "

You shout to the voice, saying you'll fight, no matter what.

You don't trust this voice, how could you? But you can choose to live or die. You choose to live.

You cannot let the darkness take you, you have a future lying before you, so you're going to take it.

You feel a chill run through you, almost knowing what would happen if you go into the darkness. No, you're going to fight, to survive.

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