conversations.from: system
conversations.value: This is a dream.  You may not be sure of much else -- when you fell asleep, who you share your bed with, your waking name -- but you do know it's a dream.  Shifting skies, disembodied voices, the ability to make or unmake your innermost desires.  A dream. Yes.
  
  You just don't know if it's *your* dream.
  
  Hopefully the answers can be found through one of the innumerable doors that surround you.  In the meantime, you can only hope this doesn't become a nightmare.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Get Out: Who cares who or what brought you here.  You just want to get out.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Deaf: You can see the dream creatures, but not hear them.  Makes it hard to determine if one is giving you a warning or a threat.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Choices: The dream offers many paths.  Which will you take?
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Focus: There are traps in the dream, ready to ensnare the unwary.  Keep your wits about you.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Dream: Something this twisted couldn't come from your mind.  You must be the dream.  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mute: Most of the dream creatures can't hear you.  How will you communicate?
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Lost: Dreams are full of illusions, and you keep falling for them.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Voice: You can speak with the dream creatures and sometimes even command them.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Paradise: Your dreams are fantasies, where everything always seems to go your way.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Clear-eyed: You can see through the dream's illusions to the truth beneath.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Forest: Smells of life and sounds of birds.  But there are hunters in the underbrush.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Dreamer: You found yourself here with little memory of how you arrived.  You know it's a dream, so it must be yours.  Right?
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Dreamer: You control this space, so you must be the dreamer.  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Truth: You're not sure who is dreaming and you don't really care.  You just want to figure out the truth.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Wake Up: Dreamer, dream, nightmare, paradise, none of that matters.  You just want to wake up.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Shore: Lots of things can be found where water meets earth.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nightmares: Your dreams tend towards the dark and horrible.  Even when things seem to be going right, they quickly turn on you.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Poor Control: When you try to manifest your will in the dream, they comes out wrong.  Sometimes it's small -- a blue wagon instead of a red one -- but you're not always that lucky.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Control: If it's a dream, that means you can control it.  You can craft any physical object you can imagine and use it to help you.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Centre: An endless series of doorways, each one standing open.  Surely one of these leads to the waking world.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Winter Playground: Cold, quiet, serene.  What's that skittering sound?
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Study: Creaking shelves full of books, scrolls and etchings.  Perhaps answers lay within, if you can find the right one.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The City: Empty, rain-swept streets.  Dimly light alleyways and towering skyscrapers.  The distant sound of sirens.  Where did everybody go?
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Three: A slight figure, graceful despite her age.  Her voice is at once a shout and whisper.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hand: Naked save her mask, yet you never have an accurate memory of what he looks like.  Is he leading you out, or is she drawing you further into the dream?
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Eye: He never blinks, only watches.  He seems to be waiting for something.  His lips remain still when he speaks, but his voice echoes in your bones.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Door: Every door leads somewhere.  One of them leads to the dreamer waking up.  Choose.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Road: The air is open, but silent.  The sky is broad, but clouded.  The road before you stretches to the horizon.  And behind?  Best not look.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Boneyard: A cold blue expanse of discarded vehicles -- planes, cars, boats, trains -- all damaged and rusting.  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Knowing: It's almost like you've been primed on these worlds before you're thrust into them. Knowledge burbles into your consciousness without you calling on it.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Dreamer: You have to be real. You simply must.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Doubtful: Fear leads to doubt, which leads to inaction. When you freeze up, there's no saving it.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Curious: You always want to know more about everything, a trait that can cause trouble for you and others.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Given Voice: You may not be able to touch, but you're not completely without effect on this world.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Resolute: You are strong of will, and refuse to give up even when the situation seems completely hopeless.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Get a Grip: This place is so strange and the nightmare keeps intruding. You just want to stay on top of your own fear.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Observant: The little things make the bigger picture- from details in the scenery to facial expressions.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Fatalistic: What must be will be.  You are often *too* ready to surrender yourself to the whims of the dream, out of faith that everything happens for a purpose.