"...Ah, this point, this really isn't a nightmare anymore." I murmur, looking around. I noticed when the "world" started to change; someone took advantage of my nightmare to try something else.
"Taking advantage of a sleeping lady is cowardly." I say to whoever it was that tampered with my nightmare. I was starting to like the nightmare, because I could eat pieces of it, and it was tasty.
"..."
"Silence? What's everyone's problem with staying quiet when I ask a question?"
[How did you notice me?]
"Isn't it obvious? The nightmare was 'mine.' Now this place isn't 'mine,' so obviously I'm somewhere else." I say, shrugging.
[I am here to test you.]
"Test me?...Oh, right, basically you came to see if you can kill me, didn't you?" It's an avatar. I already imagined some of the avatars would try to "kill" me through small attempts to make me slip up.
