The storm rages on as I fall asleep.
At some point, the sound of the wind on the window becomes the sound of breathing.
At some point, the sound of the rain becomes a heartbeat.
I'm standing in an ornate hallway I don't recognize.
But I know this place.
This place...
No...
Where have I been?
This is a place I've never known.
This must be...
Dreaming?
Voices drift up from behind me. They echo as if from far away.
I look over my shoulder, but I don't see anyone.
The voices are too distant for me to understand any words.
In the distance ahead of me is a figure.
I can't make out what its shape is, just...
Something.
Moving.
Alive.
In the distance.
Waiting for me.
I swallow and take a hesitant step forward, and then another, and another, slowly walking toward the thing.
...I know I'm dreaming.
But...it...feels like reality.
It feels so real.
