This is the first time I have ever had a dream about being in the dream world. It was a very strange experience to say the least.

I was dreaming. Nothing very unusual at first, just some random story where I found myself in an old library. While there, a man approached me, I don’t remember much about him other than that he was wearing dark clothes. He asked me if I wanted to visit the dream world, the REAL dream world, where anything was possible. I said of course I did and proceeded to follow him into a back room where there was door with a yellow glowing center. I approached it and felt it’s warmth before I entered side by side with the man in black.

Everything went white. I thought my eyes had just not adjusted but it turns out I was a pure white room. I turned and saw hundreds upon thousands of people standing in front of two chutes, each person expressionless. The man in black told me this was the Sorting Room and that everyone was being sorted into the Nightmare realm or the Dream realm. I asked him if I had to get in line, he shook hist head and turned to a door I hade never noticed and opened it, motioning me through. 

Now I was in a castle, an extremely ornate castle that would rival Versailles in every way. I couldn’t help but stare at all of the architecture and the beautiful paintings, every one of them being seared into my head. I asked the man in black where we were and he explained we were in the Dream King’s castle. The then told me that I had been called for a purpose and that I needed to be careful and that the world wasn’t safe anymore. I tried to ask him what he meant but he vanished.

I heard a voice say hello and I turned now seeing an older woman standing before me. She was very much older than me but she was beautiful and poised and wore and dress of blue and black. She had a sad look in her eye as she told me to follow her. We went through hall after hall until we finally entered a room so big, I felt as though I had left the building and was now standing out in the open air. Strangely enough, with each step we took the back of the chamber moved quickly toward us until, after only about ten steps, I stood before the throne.

Seated on the throne was a plump man who I assumed to be the Dream King. He stared, looking me over inquisitively and never said a word. Because of my unease, I began to survey the room to keep busy. I noticed in the right corner of the room, four young girls each about 12 or so and all of them were wearing black dresses. Behind them stood three big men, each in black suits. I turned when I heard the king suddenly say, “So this one will work? He won’t be like the last one?” I saw he was addressing the lady in blue, who nodded at his question. He jumped down from his throne and walked up to me, he was slightly shorted than me, but he intimidated me so much that I thought I had to look up to him. It was now that I noticed that his both his iris were completely black.

I stared him down, nervous, but willing to speak my mind. “You’re Nightmare, aren’t you?” He smiled, but not a normal smile, it was both one of amusement and intimidation, like that of a monkey. “Take him.” he said and the lady in blue lead me out of the room. We walked in silence, I didn’t know what to do but I knew I needed to leave. The lady then turned to me and told me to run, she said she didn’t want to see me tortured like the last one, and that I might be able to find safety if I left now. I wanted to know more but she was pressuring me to go, so I ran.

I ran as fast as could through hall after hall, all of them warping in some way and changing. Some of them curved sharply, some of them dropped like a steep hill, others were actually moving as I ran through. I couldn’t take it anymore so I charged a window and broke through. I fell quickly but not far and the landing was soft. I picked myself up and turned to see a man in gray grab me and pull me into an abandoned shack close by. 

Once inside he said he didn’t have a lot of time to explain, but that he was my friend and a friend to the First. He looked out the window and then gave the all clear and we bolted from the shack. Then I began to hear the barking of dogs, I turned and saw that there were three dobermans charging over the hill behind us. Behind the dobermans were the four young girls running at incredible speeds. The man in gray saw them too and yelled “The Witches! Hurry!” I looked back again and saw that the Witches were now turning themselves into beasts, something like wolves, but more terrifying.

I then thought I saw the dogs and the wolves charging over the hill in front of us as though they had passed us and not seen us. The man in gray was gripping my arm and I was confused. He said that the First and I both had the ability to move through the Dreamworld quickly and that we had actually just teleported behind the dogs and the wolves, he said he had grabbed my arm when I began fading. We ran forever until we reached a rundown apartment building. The man brought me to a secret door and told me I was going to go in and meet the First. 

The room I entered was not dark like I expected it to be, in fact it was quite bright, but lit entirely by torches of candles. The man brought me to a table where I saw a beautiful girl, about my age, sitting with a book. She looked up and smiled saying “You must be the Second.” I told her I had no idea what was going on and that someone needed to explain. She smiled and motioned for me to sit next to her. When I did, she said “Why don’t I show you?” With that, she put my hands in hers and squeezed.

I then saw her entire journey through this world. How she had been called to it and tricked by Nightmare into helping him take over the Dream World and getting rid of the Dream King. How she had been tortured by him to give up information about our world. How she had escaped and who her enemies and allies were. 

After she released her grip she said that the people of this world were not under strict regimented guidelines and that when they didn’t comply they were tortured by Nightmare in any way he saw fit. Also, human were now all subject to nightmares no matter which chute they took in the Sorting Room. She told me I had been called to help with the rebellion to get the Dream World back in order and that the Dream King would be taking back his throne.

At this point things get a bit hazy. We made plans to gather our troops and made our plan of attack. I was then sent back to the castle to look like I had turned myself back in so that all focus would be on me and the troops could charge into the courtyard unnoticed. 

I went back to the castle and was ushered in by two guards who grabbed me by the arms and pulled me to the front of the castle. Nightmare stood out front with the Witches to his right and the lady in blue to his left. But the lady in blue had now been turned into a horse faced creature still wearing the same dress. Nightmare loomed over me and said he was pleased I had come without having to be dragged back. I told him I wasn’t staying long and jumped up with a dagger I had hidden. One of the Witches jumped in my way and I stabbed her instead. The guards began to rush me but then the cry of the rebels sounded in the courtyard. I turned and saw the man in black who had brought me to this world fighting next to the First, I now knew the was the Dream King and the battle was on.

The fight was quick but brutal. Both sides suffering losses but with the rebels being the ultimate victors. I had spent most of the battle fighting along side the First, the two of us exchanging smiles between each foe that we vanquished. The Dream King battled all with ease and caused most of his enemies to run at the sight of him. When the battle was over the Dream King exchanged his dark clothes for white ones and thanked us for everything we had done. He opened the door to the Sorting Room and said goodbye.

We walked toward the chutes that would take us back to our world talking and laughing all the way about how this was going to be a weird dream. She got to her shoot when a doctor came out of a small room we hadn’t noticed and told us we needed a checkup before we left. The First went in before me while I waited outside. Then I felt as though something wasn’t right and burst into the office where I saw the First strapped to a operating table, half naked, the doctor standing next to her.

I jumped in and grabbed a scalpel I saw laying in a tray cutting my hand as I did. I held it out toward the doctor forcing him to back up, he took off his mask revealing himself to be Nightmare. He smiled with that hideous monkey grin and stood still in the corner of the room while I cut her loose. I kept the scalpel trained on him as we left the room and then closed the door, which vanished immediately. We walked back to the chutes and she turned and kissed me. She then got in her chute, smiled at me, and vanished. I got in my own chute, closed my eyes, and woke up.