text: I woke up in a cold sweat, the stench of dried blood and an oppressive musk was heavy and I coughed a few times as my eyes started refocusing on the dimly lit room around me. *"I was dreaming..."* I sat up in my rough bed, the heat of the summer night forced me to remove the thicker layers of the bed sheets. I checked my alarm clock, the red glow of the LED display was flickering slightly. *"It felt so real"* I pondered apon my recent experience with the dream when I put my attention towards the thick odour in the room. It was the middle of summer and a hot room did this, especially when the clouds persisted through the night and trapped the heat in from the previous afternoon. I pulled off the remaining sheets and opened the window to release the odour from the room. I felt the wind enter the room on my face, it tickled my cheeks and that small relief was enough to keep me from closing the window again. It was only a few more hours until sunrise, and I could not leave the window open for too long or the room will be too cold for a comfortable rest. I decided to turn on the lights to illuminate the room. *click *"Holy shit..."* The lit room from the celing light revealed a much different perspective of the room. My fingers were covered in blood, and everything I had previously touched had darkened brown stains. I looked down on the floor only to notice my stomach had massive cuts that were actively bleeding. The realization of the upturned room was startling, my stomach was still bleeding, blood was now nearly pouring out of the cuts and it spilled onto my fingers. I slid onto the floor in pain and attempted to grab something for support. *"Oh god"* I looked at my stained hands, the nails were extended and sharp, revealing small nubs on the tips. I tasted blood in my mouth, only to find my teeth to be sharper and my tongue to be longer. I could no longer breath and I felt like everything was falling apart. The world slipped underneath me and my vision went black. *"I was dreaming"* I sat up in my rough bed, the glow of the summer mid morning sun forced me to remove the thicker layers of the bed sheets. The window was open and the wind was starting to pick up, blowing in and replacing the stale air from my room. I shut the window and pondered apon my recent experience with the dream I just had.