A glowing, ethereal water figure stands on a brick path, surrounded by misty blue light and shadowy humanoid figures in the background.

The Dream Begins My dreams are usually weird—flashes of random places, strange feelings. But tonight was different. It started in a glowing white zone. No sky, no ground, just swallowing everything in darkness. The color faded from around me. The world vanished. I was standing on nothing. And yet, I felt the weight of eyes on me. Suddenly, a shimmer in the distance. A pond. Its water rippled, then began to change. The surface morphed, rising into the shape of a person—a person made of water. It stood on the surface like it belonged there. It smiled. Not like a normal smile—but with joy, like it was proud to be human, we proud of its flaws. But then, its form started shaking, breaking apart. Its human features disappeared—and it screamed. It cried for its body back. I just stared. Then it turned to me, its face nothing but flowing water and empty eyes. It pointed at me and whispered something that made my skin crawl:“I need your looks.” Suddenly, it transformed. Its liquid form coiled and expanded into a giant snake-like creature, wet and shining. It lunged toward me. I scrambled away—back to a brick path I hadn’t noticed before. It screamed behind me, voice trembling: “I’ll find you!” I turned around. It was shrinking again, melting back into its original water form. But I couldn’t wake up. I couldn’t escape. The Mist guy The mist thickened. Everything around me went blue . I felt it pressing against my skin like fog with my hands. Then, ten figures appeared—men in smoke See more