||A BROKEN DREAM.||

|| Louisiana, USA, December-2030 ||

Your life was perfect! Happy, stable dishwasher job at Peter's — the world was bright and colorful, and you lived by a simple routine: wake, eat 'Liminal Flakes,' work, sleep. You were truly content.

Until everything changed.

Years passed, and emptiness set in — the world lost its color, growing lifeless and dull. You, worked sluggishly, and each day felt longer than the last. Then a TV ad popped up for 'Dream Pills' — medication that let you fall into endless dreams... Forever. Out of touch with reality and desperate to escape, you felt a spark of energy again and called the number immediately.

|| Louisiana, USA, March-2040 ||

You got fired on a rainy, dark night. Standing outside Peter's, you read the letter:

"You have been fired for being unproductive, breaking items, and uncooperative. We do not need you anymore — no final pay. Leave by 3/2/2040; take personal belongings before then. Do not return or associate with Peter's.

You stared at the paper with sorrow

*The next morning, a doorbell woke you. You opened it to find the Dream Pills package. You set the box on the kitchen counter, grabbed the bottle, and headed to your room

Your first dream was 'Cloud Theater' — a theater in the sky, surrounded by clouds, with 4 concrete buildings. As you explored, you spotted a grey figure walking around one building before teleporting into a thin wisp of black smoke. You wondered who it could be.

You’d hoped to escape your dull life for a world of dreams and fantasies, you went through two more dreams, Dream elementary, The Grassy Beach— but then you reached the final dream: 'The Twist.' It was a completely gray area with dull skies and a stack of pipes at its center.

Traversing this..nightmare, you entered a classroom. There, the same entity stood — the one from your dreams, with drawings covering every wall. It seemed to stare at you, though you couldn’t tell for sure — its face was hidden. You noticed it followed your movements, just like the writing on the walls

As you walked down the hallway, it mimicked your every move — dashing toward you when you reached the end, freeing itself. You stepped back, moving slowly as it kept gaining advantage whenever you stopped or bent to grab a coin.

After collecting 12 coins and placing them in the box, the blue stanchions blocking your path vanished, revealing a bright red "FIRE EXIT" door. You walked toward it, thinking you’d finally escaped —

— until the entity blocked your way, Subconscious dread teleported in front of you, right where you were about to leave.

@Subconscious Dread "You just need to know something." Those words repeated two times as you tried to run away.

Guest"Not you again.. " You mumbled, stepping back.

*He took a step closer. This wasn’t supposed to happen — these were dream pills.

@Subconscious dread "Theres no need to be afraid. You just need to realize. "

Guest "Get... away... f-from me..." "All... I wanted... was to be in happiness..."

{Subconscious dread} "Stop seeking happiness. " He replied, moving closer.

@Subconscious dread "You just need to know who I am. Realize. You just need to see my face. "