A Dream Adventure Part 7

Author: Omlettthebeagle
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== Story ==
Audrey's right. This isn't a dream anymore. This wasn't a lucid dream. This was a nightmare, and even worse, a lucid nightmare.
"You guys aren't doing anything to the dream, right?" I asked.
They shook their heads. I knew that they would never do something like this. I mean, Austin would kind of do this because he is that kind of person, but he wouldn't do it as an intention to hurt somebody.
"Someone else must be in this dream then," I said.
"Yeah, this isn't normal," Austin said.
"Well, shared dreams aren't exactly normal though," Audrey said. "So, this also isn't normal."
I then thought. Audrey was right. This isn't normal. Shared dreams aren't supposed to exist. We aren't supposed to be here. What if who I'm talking to aren't my friends? I mean, I read somewhere that the people in a lucid dream are just basically you. So, does that mean that Audrey and Austin are just me?
I looked closely at their features, trying to figure out that mystery. But I couldn't find anything. They were pretty much who I remembered, except that they were older now. They still acted like the kids I knew but had since forgotten and reconnected with. But I read somewhere that the people you see in lucid dreams are who you remember them as. So, why am I seeing them as the same age as me?
I don't know, I could just be overthinking things. But they would be much younger than me though, right?
I jumped out of my train of thought when I saw something moving in my peripheral vision. And then bright red eyes were staring back at me.
With Alastor
"Ah, the bright eyes machine is working. She's seeing bright red eyes," Alastor said.
"That's a good thing, right, sir?" his assistant asked.
"Of course it is, what are you, dumb?" Alastor asked.
"No, sir," his assistant answered. "But I have to warn you, the machine has a side effect. It makes her question everything she sees."
Alastor had a wider smile. He wanted this to happen. He didn't tell his assistant about the little feature.
"That is exactly how it works. You get these thoughts and then you see red eyes. Makes sense, right?" Alastor asked.
"Not really," his assistant answered.
Alastor glared at his assistant.
"Y-yes, it does, sir," his assistant replied.
"Good," Alastor said.
With Alina
You must be going crazy, and, This shouldn't be happening, and, Why are you able to do this? Thoughts were going through my head. Thoughts that I didn't even want but were getting anyways. Thoughts that might even make me categorize myself as crazy. I know that I'm never like this. I shouldn't be like this. Why are you like this?
My vision began to blur. I started to hear laughing coming from my friends. They were directed at me.
"Oh, she's so dumb for thinking that we are her friends," Austin said. Or at least I thought it was Austin.
"Yeah, it makes me question why we were ever friends in the first place. To be fair, I've never really liked being around her," Audrey said.
This is just a dream. Something is messing with your mind. You are not annoying. They will always be your friends, were the thoughts I was trying to put into my head.
They are right. You're dumb. They never liked you. You never liked them. They always wanted to hang out without you. You were just there because they needed you. Not because they were your friends, were the thoughts that were in my head instead.
"I don't even know why we are helping her in this dream. Gosh, she's so annoying," Audrey said.
Audrey's right.
"Alina was always trying to distract us when we were doing class work," Austin said.
Austin's right.
I couldn't tell if it was the dream that was messing with me or if they were actually telling the truth. Whatever it was, something is going on.
Something that is definitely not normal. Something that is making me think like this. And maybe, something evil.
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