I dreamt I messed up real bad.
I became scared. Of the mutating faces, of their taste for revenge, of their long stares. I was more scared than I would have been in the real world.
You see, the dream folk never forgive. They haunt you from each “cut and paste” dream to the next. Much like real humans but with longer memories. They are vengeful, do not compliment anyone and they stand up to me.
I’m no coward but I’m afraid to sleep.
Please, send help.