It was a usual colour and feeling. Walking through the unknown story line, step by step taken, unconsciously.
At a moment she knew, unfamiliar faces around her, still, acted like she knew them for long. She knew, unknown places she was there, still acted like she knew them for long.
Until..
She realized the reality of it; nightmares. Unable to throw a chant or run away quickly, she got to face them all. The nightmares took her away in it, struggling to be backed to reality.
Until..
A whispering sound, like a name, name of her, calling. Lourder. She opened her eyes' lids.
Back to reality.
p/s: panda hates nightmares.
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