"I had a dream I was transported to an island with a bunch of other people for a competition where the winner would win massive prizes. You had to be the last to survive. The island was full of zombies and the other players would try to kill you as well to be the last one standing. There were people setting up shop and many people were complaining that the electric power was being used too fast. In the distance I heard the sound of automatic gunfire. A whole magazine which I thought was crazy since I knew only one person started with a gun and it sounded like they just fired it into the air. There was a sign someone scrawled that read more triggers for more gun triggers. So I knew someone knew where the gun store was. I went into a small shop because I was hungry and they had Mike and ikes candy and fourth of July Pringles cans. I grabbed some of each. After I got inside I realized I didn't had a weapon and was glad to find there were no zombies. I realized I'd need to be more careful and make a weapon my next stop. "

"I found myself in a sprawling, ancient library with ceilings that vanished into shadow. I was searching desperately for a book I knew contained the secret to my future, but every time I reached for a spine, the shelf would stretch further away. The silence was heavy, like a physical weight. Suddenly, water started seeping from the floorboards. At first it was just a trickle, but within seconds, the aisles were rushing rivers. I wasn’t afraid of drowning, but I was terrified of the books being ruined. The scene shifted abruptly—I was now swimming in a vast, calm ocean under a twilight sky. In the distance, a solitary island rose up, topped by a massive clock tower that wasn’t ticking. I swam with a strength I don’t possess in waking life. When I reached the shore, the sand was made of crushed gemstones. I climbed the tower’s winding stairs, which felt endless. At the top, there was no clock face, only a giant mirror. When I looked into it, I didn’t see myself. I saw a younger version of my father, but he was wearing my clothes and looking at me with a mix of pity and pride. He handed me a key that was burning hot, but I took it anyway. I woke up just as the heat became unbearable."