CATALYST
THE LUCID DREAM
You wake up uneasy, sweating, and disoriented with vague images of a bad dream lingering in the back of your subconscious. Its dark, still nighttime, and you reach for the light, a bottle of water, a pair of glasses; whatever you normally have to relieve your nightmares. After fumbling around a short while your vision adjusts to the shadows and you realize that the item your looking for isn't there. Then it dawns on you.
I'm not in my bed anymore.
The air is somehow different, the smell of something wild and unknown permeates the space and a flash of terror jumps down your spine. Someone or something else is present in the room with you.
"Who is there?" a voice calls out.
What do you do?
I'm not in my bed anymore.
The air is somehow different, the smell of something wild and unknown permeates the space and a flash of terror jumps down your spine. Someone or something else is present in the room with you.
"Who is there?" a voice calls out.
What do you do?
