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like a prison built from the void itself. The walls, the floor, the ceilin

at the edges of sanity, forcing its way into your mind and making y

haunted his sleep with its vacant, all-encompassing emptiness. But now, in the waking world, it felt

ide him, staring around in confusion, their faces pale with fear. They had no idea how they had gotten here or why they we

is room... it was part of something much bigger than any of them could comprehe

sod

elt dizzy, his body exhausted, as if he'd been running for days, even

darting around the white, featureless room. "This place

what had happened. The walls of the cave, the eerie glowing light, the strange p

s mind. "This is it," he whispered, his voic

to him, eyes wid

voice shaky. "What are you talking about? Th

efore. In my dreams. Over and over again. And the figure..." He paused, the words catching in

n happening to us... it's all been connected to your dream

ehind this-this entity-it's been using my dreams to bring us here. T

cracking. "Why us? Why did it choo

ow, as though speaking too loudly would summon the thing lurking

d confusion. "And you think that thing... the on

ness above him. "It has to. It's part of the dream. The f

very step they took seemed to make the walls feel even closer. It wasn't just the physical space that was closing in; it was the p

whisper. "If it's all connected to Mathew's dreams,

ish I did. But we can't just stand here.

ike the very air had been stolen from the roo

hilling screech echoed from th

one f

s if it was struggling to stay upright. The figure's eyes were hollow, its face pale and lifeless, but the most disturbing part was the dirty

. This was it. The t

re," he

isted mockery of life. It tilted its head, its hollow eyes locking onto Mathew's, as though

uldn't h

ief etched across their faces. The thing-this

iant. "You think we're just going to stand her

appearing into thin air and reappearing behind Andrew. The air grew colder, and the r

se its bony hand, aiming for his throat. Mathew acted

ce was drowned out by the sudden

fingers cold and brittle. Mathew gasped for air,

d, the figure vanished, reappearing behind Peter. The entit

hand was already at his throat, t

abella scre

see the others struggling, their eyes wide with fe

rock passed right through it, as though it wasn't even there. The figure didn't flinch

st chilling thin

oice now a low, guttural rasp

behind an unnatural silence. But Mathew knew the

force, as if the very air was

We have to find a way out," he whispered. "Before it comes

nightmare anymore. It was real. And whatever

e was no

e cave's, to the sinkhole, to this white ro

d reason the atmosphere seems a bit lesser, less tight, m

oken now. R

is palm directly above his eyebrows shielding his

Drake says wh

rprise whatever James is looking at, indeed does look like jannette? She seems off...mathew immediately gets up and tells ev

the students being there, his visions are right, yes, but there not

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