Since when, I seem to have fallen into an abyss and cannot distinguish between reality and dreams. I struggled to get out, but flinched when I saw hope... I could clearly feel it pulling me down, and I thought but didn't mention it to anyone because no one would believe it existed.
Fragment one
I was rushing home at night. Is there something on my face? Why is she looking at me? The eyes are so strange...
Shh, she's awake...
Intention: fantastic ideas