I don’t particularly enjoy the nature of my dreams

It makes me feel like the world is ending

A tall white tower

Modern and apocalyptic outside

The office is gray, silent, dark, claustrophobic

Making me almost throw up at the sight of the white creature

Or maybe my family and classmates show up in a rotting campus?

We’re suddenly in an airport

Then a cabin

Now we’re back at school.

The sky is black. Teeth falling from the zombies fall onto my friend’s arm.

I get pulled into a hidden compartment under the commons into the backrooms

Creatures I can’t fathom but I know are scary roam, and you’re suddenly there.

If it wasn’t for you, I could enjoy these dreams Aeturnus 

But I’m not mad.

I’ll see you later today, and maybe hold open the door for you when we leave with no words.