Title taken from my favorite song, On the Wing by Owl City.
I was in a sunlit room in someone's house, but I was imprisoned. Someone came to try and free me. In retrospect, I actually don't remember if I was the one imprisoned, or if I was doing the freeing. But one of us pulled out a certain "safe container", which I can only imagine was supposed to protect us from something. It was a piece of Styrofoam in the shape of a triangular prism. I have a little sketch of it in my physical dream journal. Then some sort of terrifying creature appeared on the TV. However, it popped out of the TV somewhat, because the creature was real (in the dream world, anyway); it was simply broadcasting itself through the TV. It looked kinda like the Mummy at Universal Studios, but the one from the advertisements, not the real LED-lit one. It screamed at us in a creepy voice, telling me that I would not be free because it was always watching, or something. No lucidity on my part. Suffice it to say that I was glad to wake up from this one.