The moment I opened my eyes, I realised I was in a dream. I was no longer in my bed and I didn't wake up. Hence, the logic would imply that it was one of those kinds of experiences again. I found myself somewhere in a place with water around me. With shoes in my left hand, I pulled my clothes up with the other one. My feet were standing on a little pebble and there was a water current trickling my ankles. Around me were rock formations, like ones you find in a cave. I think I was crossing a river somewhere, in a place I didn't recognize. It was dark and the only light was shining down from an opening in the earth. The source if it seemed artificial, as someone would capture rays of the sun and took them there. I had no knowledge of whenever I'm going the right way, towards the exit. Whichever the case was, I looked around, stopping for a moment. Worryingly, something made me feel like I was being stalked. This place was dim and creepy, of course I would be a good target for a ghost. I didn't knew where I should be running if someone suddenly jumped at me. Because I felt endangered just standing here, I took further, crossing the river quickly. Looking for some boulder to hide behind, I thought that so far I was lucky that I didn't met anyone that wanted to eat me. On second thought, this place didn't appear that bad, apart for the poor visibility. I enjoy being one with the nature, so this somehow reminded me of that pleasant feeling. I sat down on the rocks and had my feet feel the water for a while longer. It was really like being on vacation, though I would rather had my friend with me. I stopped for a moment there, was I still alone in this place? In fact, this place was desolated, there was no grass or flowers I could scent. It was a bit... morbid. Forgotten by humans and spirits, was this the resting place for people not longer alive? That kind of the idea came into my mind. However, I still felt as if I were alive not dead. That cavern is impossible for anyone to enter, unless they are deceased. But really, could I be sure whichever case and state was my poor self?. Sighing, I decided to descent further. Who knows, maybe I will meet someone or find an exit?
With my feet dry, I had put on my socks and shoes. With confidence and hope, I travelled deeper into the darkness. There were steps, which helped me climb down carefully. The air more and more lacked in density. I felt like I was going deeper into nothingness, but that didn't worry me. I hoped sooner or later I would find something that would be helpful for me. Moments after, a breeze of strange wind met my face. Its scent was that of an alcohol. I sneezed, as I am not fond of that kind of beverage. Where it was coming from, I wondered. And then I realised the direction, as my eyes met a wondrous sight. Climbing down, I saw a city underground, illuminated with dim lanterns. It looked ancient, perhaps even before the Heian period. It gave out a nostalgic feeling. The source of the smell was clear now. Someone was holding a celebration, somewhere in that city. I wasn't feeling invited, nor was I interested. I took small steps towards it, carefully testing my ground. After a short while, I arrived at a pathway with a giant gate greeting me welcome. It was massive as my tiny body felt small in comparison. Does this place get visitors, I doubted. Then I heard something, like shouting in drunken voices from afar. I didn't want to come near, so I just strolled away from them. The city, it gave out an ominous sight, as I walk casually walking through it. Apart from myself, there was no one else. With the windows and doors closed, was everyone at the party? It didn't matter, I simply wanted to explore the city more. The scent of sake was starting to hurt my nostrils, as I was starting to feel drunk just from the smell. What is this place, an underground city of night clubs? Whoever lived here must have been either a drunkard or mentally ill. Even if the structures looked pleasant, it wasn't a place I would want to settle in. In any case, it felt like I won't find anything interesting here. I should probably go check the party then, I thought. However, just as I got that idea, I saw something in the shadows. It was a black, fluffy cat walking down the streets. It eyes reflected the light, looking at somewhere in the distance. I believed that it had not noticed me, so I sneaked towards it. From a closer look, I realised that there was something strange about it. It had some crimson accents on its fur, as well as not one, but two tails. I stopped, thinking about this for a second. The cat also stilled in place, turned with its red eyes and started running. I chased after it, trying to catch it. However, I was only fast enough to keep up with it. I asked it politely if it could stop, but talking to the animal didn't have any effect. Instead, I decided to follow it, as it seemed to guide me towards somewhere outside of this city. I kept on running and left the underground town. Soon, the only sound I could have heard was the echoing made by my shoes tapping onto the stone walkway.
I arrived with the cat at a place quite different from where I was previously. It was a dark cathedral with stained glass that illuminated the floor. It looked creepy and I couldn't see the cat any more. It hid somewhere, I presumed, leaving me alone in this place. Maybe, it actually wanted to lead me to this place? Whichever was the case, it was my mistake for not being careful. I was sure that I would rather prefer walking through the city again, but that was out of the question now. I waited for the cat to come back, as I realised that I wasn't alone any more. In the distance there was a posture sitting down on one of the two chairs. There was also a table next to them and on it, exclusive porcelain teacups served for two. I figured that I was welcomed by someone, so in my modesty, I didn't kept the person waiting. I greeted the mysterious host, slightly bowing with a curtsey and inquired about the free space near the table. The response that I received was a stretched out, welcoming arm. I took that as a yes and rested worn out legs on the armchair. It was comfortable, but cold, which I didn't mind. Tea was poured immediately by a servant. I didn't even noticed her, but she looked like a capable young girl in a green dress. After her shoulder left my vision I took another look at the stranger again. I remember her eyes, half asleep, her messy hair and the indoor attire which gave out a warm impression. However, there was something else that kept me sitting tightly. It was her accessory. All over her body, aortas were hanging in air. One was attached to her hand, another to her head at the top. However, they all met in the central spot, which was the eye. It was silent, but looked scary if you gazed at it. I wondered what was that about, it looked creepy and unsettling. As I took time with my examination, she decided to take a sip of the tea, and asked me if I'm scared or grossed out by the look of it. Her way of speech was elaborated, carrying a relaxing and calm sound. I disagreed, but it didn't sound convincing for her. Trying to keep the conversion going, I asked her who she was and why did she had me invited for. But the answer I got was confused me. I received a question instead, if I was the one that wanted to appear here. Of course, I was unable to reply sufficiently, with my mind clouded. She then continued and said that she was able to help me, if I trusted her. I didn't knew what she meant by that, but I agreed. She looked at me, as she didn't believe I was honest. That left me worried about myself. What if she has some different, foul intentions towards me? To calm down myself I took a sip, tasting of the served tea. It had a strong fragrance, but was sweet in taste. As it connected in my throat, it caused my senses to heighten. Suddenly, I felt burst of energy that filled my mind. Did the tea worked on me as an aphrodisiac? In any case, I was asked then if I liked the beverage I drank. I positively replied with a smile, thanking again for the hostility. That strange person smirked, as it was a part of her intrigue. It started to disturb me, so I averted my gaze away from her. However, as soon as I looked back at her, she returned to her usual, sleepy face. Actually, just the sight of it made me weary as well. Was the armchair or the tea involved in this also, I was not sure. I might have had even fall asleep right there. What kept me awake was that I wanted to continue my travels and learn more about this place, especially something about the mysterious stranger I was sitting next to. I excused myself and attempted to stand up to take a walk around this place. However, I realised something kept me from doing that. There was a thing behind me, holding me in place. It pressured my chest, to the point breathing was getting difficult. Then, the girl stood up and came close to me. I sensed that her perfume was that of a rose, mysterious, beautiful and sometimes dangerous. She called out my full name, which I was sure I didn't reveal to her. Her hand made a softly warm contact with my forehead, rubbing against it. Looking at her calm and gentle expression, I somehow caught something with the corner of my sight. There was a strange happening with her eye accessory. Not only it was now open fully, but it was gazing at me insanely. However, she said something to relief me. Because I decided to accept her help, whatever that meant, she said I didn't need to be afraid and that she was a good person trying to help me. Being still bound to this chair, I was worried that she might have been lying, and had vile intentions towards me. Still, she insisted it was for my own good, that I needed not to run away. I never said I wanted to leave, hence I didn't knew what she meant by that. In any case, blackness soon filled my eyes as if was being called to a different place.
A while after, I awoke somewhere else, freed from the warmth of that stranger. I was in a world without colour. Actually, it was black and white, so you were at least able to distinguish some shapes. This monochrome world was something out of a video game, distorted and full of absurdities. Strange creatures with eyes were floating in space. Flashing grey walls stood in strange patterns. The floor was made out of the black and so was the ceiling. Were you even able to say, that there was a ceiling at all? My brain slowly was getting used to this new, disquiet world. Was this a dream, within a dream, I questioned myself. But the answer didn't matter. I had to figure out something, a way to leave this world. As I turned for looking for an exit, I saw something lying on the ground. It was a present that I give to my friend. Was she involved in this now? I picked it up and put it into my safe pocket. In any case, I was able to find an exit through a door I spotted. Firmly turning the handle, I opened it and went inside. The space I entered was a place closest to me, my own room. I decided to explore it, searching for anything similar that I had found already. However, all the drawers, everything was locked, being unreachable by me. So in other words, I was back to square one. I decided to sit on my bed and take a rest, think about what do next. Suddenly, I felt like something was moving from under it. I squatted down, deciding to take a closer look. Nothing I saw was out of the ordinary, so I reached my hand in hope I would feel something that way. Strangely, I somehow got myself under the bed, along with my arm. For me, it was a safe place, but also a lonely one. Hence it is why I decided to leave the depressing darkness behind. To my surprise, I was again somewhere else, in my friend's room. She was sitting on her chair, waiting for me to crawl from under her bed. I showed her that thing, the present I picked up earlier. She rejected the offer, so I had to inquire why would she had made such a decision. What she replied with stunned me completely. My friend said I was no longer her dearest. I kept on asking even more questions, but to no avail. Everything she said didn't make sense and was opposite to reality. I felt sorrow, being left alone now. Was this my personal trauma, losing her friendship? I came down to my knees, crying, begging her to come back. I shouted that it wasn't real, that this was not happening. It changed nothing, and a while after, my friend escaped my senses. The shadows gathered around and filled everything the room. They forced me to a black void, where I found myself singled out. Strange faces, some laughing or crying, were swirling around me. I wanted them to stop, but they didn't listen. Will this be the end of the dream, I hoped. But then something decided to happen. I was filled with an insane lunatic red energy and instantly cleansed the evil spirits around me. I met my friend again in her room, face to face. Invigorated, I voiced my anger at her. With my fist clenched, I cornered her, saying how bad of a friend she was to me. That behaviour was unlike me, but I somehow enjoyed playing this role as well. She would then countered my plead, with asking about my honestly. I always spoke the truth to her, but she wasn't convinced. She wanted me to not to speak with my mind, but with my heart. And then, in this tense moment, the dream abruptly ended.
I found myself in my own room again, hopefully being not in the dream world. I was still half-asleep, as I heard the voice of someone. That person gave a sophisticated message that somehow felt calming as well. I was called to realise my true desire, before it would be too late. Soon, I awoken fully and it was indeed the real me. Since that was definitely all, I decided to include that part in my dream journal as well.