Eric had fallen asleep listening to the shouting of his parents from downstairs. It was the same old argument they had every night; father could not make enough money to support them all yet he wouldn't allow mother to take on another job. Closing his eyes, Eric rolled over and focused on the deep breathing of his brothers as they slept across the room. He could feel himself slipping into unconsciousness, losing his grip on reality soon after which was a welcoming relief.<br/><br/>When the dream world made itself known it was unlike anything Eric had dreamed of in a long time. From where he was on the ground trees towered over him and continued to grow while grasses and other such plants entwined themselves around him. He sat up and looked around him, the forest stretched in every direction and didn't change when Eric willed it to. Standing, Eric couldn't see anything familiar in the surroundings. He moved over a low mound when he heard voices, hoping they would make some sense of this dream. This was not the case. Everyone of the people he could see was a stranger to him.<br/><br/>He didn't know what was going on. Usually he dreamed of home; sometimes the way it was now, sometimes what he though it would be like if father had not had the accident and they had enough money. Eric couldn't make any sense of what lay before him. From what he could see the others seemed as lost as he felt. Sleep had been his one escape from the real world, a place where anything could happen and everything was good. Now it was becoming just as confusing as reality.