Short Stories with Tragic Endings

Again, I wake up from a dream I do not recall and decide to MILD

I am walking through an alley of a town and it is dark. It gets light and for some reason
I do a reality check. My finger goes through my palm and I am surprised. It is now daylight
and I know I am dreaming. I get out my phone and, unlike most of my dreams, it works fine.
Unfortunately, My crush's number is not in my contacts. It doesn't even cross my mind to
enter it in manually as I am only partially lucid. I try the "open door" technique several times.
The first time, it brings up someone completely different who attacks me. After fighting her
off, I try again several times to no avail. The time is actually brings her into the dream, she
is about six inches tall. I try a few other things all of which fail. The dream ends.