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The space was dark and familiar, a place often experienced when lucid too soon into sleep. I can't recall myself reality checking or having that eureka 'I'm dreaming!' moment. There was full awareness that I could not be hurt by the barely lit entity trying to coax me out of the shadows. I wrote this in my physical journal: "Step into the light," said he of shifting shapes and venom teeth. "Let us know the shape and sound In which YOU'RE wrapped this time round." Deeper into murk I melt. Trust is nowhere to be felt.