The dream world, as Charlotte called it, was a place of infinite wonder.
When she closed her eyes and let her consciousness drift away from her body, she would find herself floating in a dark expanse that stretched endlessly in every direction.
And scattered throughout this darkness, like stars in the night sky, were the dreams of every sleeping person in the world.
They appeared as orbs of light, each one unique in color and intensity.
The orbs were anonymous, their contents hidden behind their glowing exteriors. Choosing a dream was always a gamble, a surprise waiting to be discovered.
Normally, Charlotte loved this. The randomness was part of the thrill.
Every night was a new adventure. Every dream was a story she had never heard before.
But tonight, something was different.
As she drifted through the dream world, scanning the countless orbs that surrounded her, one particular dream caught her attention.
It was unlike anything she had ever seen before.
