Dream Walker - Part 1: Paralyzed
Based on a true story.
The afternoon was burning down as I lay in my dorm room waking from a nap. I was still in that in between stage, not quite sleeping but not entirely awake. My eyes would flutter open heavily before sleep would pull them closed again. It was a cycle that repeated itself for several minutes – flutter, close, flutter, close – until I managed to keep them slightly open as two small slits. Lying there half-awake I could see my phone light up beside me. It was 2:30. Still in between consciousness and sleep I noticed that I was half dreaming, and my dreams are slowly bleeding into my waking world.
With my eyes half opened I could see them sweeping in and out of my vision and hovering around my room. The dreams were harmless at first. They were little wisps of things that I would forget as soon as I dreamt them. Soon, however, they grew darker and no longer tiptoed the border between my realities. Instead they remained in my waking world, stalking the spaces