Max screamed in her sleep, gripping onto her sheets. In her mind her body was clinging to the beanstalk as it started to crash to the ground. The world they were in rushing pasted her. Glimps of her party members flash before her eyes, and that of Jake cutting down the beanstalk.<br/><br/>As she felt her body would hit the ground her eyes shot open. Her blanket wrapped around her, her body covered in sweat. Her heart racing and her head spinning. "Holy crap..." she looked around her small apartment. "I...thought..." she groaned and sat up slowly. "It was all a...dream. No freaking way..." Max looked out the window that lead to her fire escape.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath and looking over to her clock she blinked..."Shit." she had overslept and was late. Rob was going to kill her if she missed her set at the club. Thankfully the men that came to watch her dance could care less about her face or the clothes she wore. they only wanted to see what was underneath it.