The dreams have been tainted…
Whilst gliding through the clouds something caught my eye. It was in the futures part of my peripheral vision and every time I tried to lock it down it moved faster than I could track.
I was being pursued.
Banking sharply I descend to see if it follows, it does. With the ground approaching a mass of solid earth begins greet me, my timing was perfect. As I pull up before impact I gently touch the ground and within seconds a wall of solid stone forms behind me forged from the earth. It wasn’t enough, seconds later it’s shattered and the shadow continues to gain on me.
I needed to see what it was. Stopping immediately I reach out and grab it, holding on tight I slam it in to the floor and pin it by what I assumed was it’s neck. As the dust settled I saw a manifestation of myself entirely clocked in black staring back at me…
“Time to wake up.”
It could speak! Nothing in the dream world has ever been able to speak to me before without my initial interaction, but before I could react I felt a blade run through my abdomen, sitting bolt upright in bed and finding the nearest clock I could see my alarm seconds away from going off.
I have no idea what it was, but tonight I am going to find out and remove it from my world.
