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Prologue:
Hello my name is Claire Habbador and while this may sound weird to you this was something very real to me. You see this was a dream I had and well it was an interesting one. It all began at what once seemed to be a fantastical place, a theater with glasses that allowed you to immerse yourself into the movie and it was a fun and thrilling experience while I was there until it happened. I went out of one of the screen rooms to get a snack with my mother and when going there I saw a man who resembled a villain from one of my favorite animated shows and well you see after a while of me and my mom conversing I finally decided to approach the man to ask him to put my mother at ease.
“Excuse me sir, but may I ask you a question. You see my mother thinks that you are a character from this one show I watch and so I was wondering if you are or are not the guy from the show, just to put my mother at ease” I asked the man who just smiled at me.
“Oh I wouldn’t say that my dear” he said as he began to morph into the Thing and lashed out at me attempting to kill me, however luck was on my side at the moment as the hero from the very same show came to the scene and tackled the villain to the floor away from me.
The two of them fought a gruesome and violent fight as the two of them began to get bloody and bruised, the hero with many cuts and bites on him bleeding and the villain with many wounds to him as well and when they clashed for the final time that was it, they exploded into a gory mess on the floor and silence filled the room. The villain was gone but so was the hero. The remains of the fight formed together though creating two young superhero siblings and when I thought it was all over I was wrong. I woke up, the dream stuck in my head and I wanted it out and after a while I forgot and I thought that was it.
A long time after that dream of mines and forgetting about it, I began to remember it once more. Remembering every single detail from the dream and the images still seemed fresh, it was like one of those dreams you always remember every part of but the thing with this one is that it wasn’t one I was fond of. Every time I went to sleep I feared of going back into that dream, fearing of what will happen to me there and so I tried so hard not to go back but as fate would have it I went back against my will.

Chapter 1: Going Back to the Dreadful Dream
I laid awake in bed, going over the details of the dream I have had as I tried so desperately to get them out of my head, out of my mind. I eventually temporarily exiled the details from my mind allowing me to sleep.
Inside my dream it was beautiful, the sky bright and clear and the breeze of the air nice and cool, it was a fine dream with no fearful things in sight. This dream allowed me to get away from the bad things in my life like all dreams should do, I decided to walk around the area which I soon discovered was a park. The squirrels and insects roamed around happily with the birds chirping cheerfully, it was simply beautiful but the further I went the more it seemed to change. The plants began to die out, the animals beginning to appear weaker until they were nothing but bones. I decided to turn back but only to see that the dream behind me disintegrate and fade away. But I was determined that there was a way out so I ran as quickly as I could trying to escape whatever was happening until I bumped into a sign which read “Theater of a Thousand Smiles” I began to back away from the familiar yet different sight. The walls outside were old and covered with vines and the portraits of heroes from movies shown within there were crossed off with red paint and some were even starting to peel away revealing villains underneath them. As I was about to run I felt a hand touch my shoulder and I stood straight, afraid of what was behind me.
“It’s no use trying to run away from the dream anymore, the dream is getting worse and out of control” a smooth, calming voice told me as I stared at the theater “Should’ve stayed there, but now they are stronger. They have control over the dream world and if they manage to kill you here then they may be able to escape” the voice continued to say.
“You should listen to him, to us, we are the only ones you can really trusts around here anymore since you decided to try and forget about it leaving anyone who tried powerless and unable to do anything about our epidemic” another voice said as I stood still, waiting to be freed from the person’s grasps.
Just then a sound was heard in the distance as a deep, low growl could be heard, a set of footsteps landing on the ground as the two voices were dead silent until one spoke up.
“Come on we need to get somewhere safe, one of them is after us” said a voice which was followed by a set of running footsteps and so the hand that was on my shoulder grabbed my hand and began to run away from whatever was behind us. I looked backed and saw a terrible wolf-like monster with sharp teeth and razor tipped claws, the fur unkempt and messy as the eyes glowed a bright yellow with what seemed to be yellow smoke arising from the eyes unfortunately it saw me as well as it began to chase after me and the other people who were with me. Whatever was chasing us was getting closer and closer as I could hear the roaring of the beast get closer to me. I felt scared and as I turned back I saw the creature lunge and me biting me right in the leg as I felt it’s sharp fangs sank deep into my skin, the tugging of my leg as it felt as if it was trying to pull it off.
“Hey bro, we need some assistance over here if you don’t mind” said the voice who was pulling me, the beast still clasped shut on my leg.
“Do I have to do everything ‘round here?” asked the other voice, the beast was still on me but it was suddenly being pulled away as I saw vines wrap itself around the beast and pull it into the ground but the pain of the bite still stung as blood oozed from the bite mark.
“Hang in there, we are almost to safety” said the one guiding me to wherever the two were taking me, which so happens to be an old, run-down shack coated in vines. As we made our way into the shack the voices appearance were simply dark figures with a dark aura swirling around them.
“Who and what are you people and why did you take me?” I asked them and I heard one of them chuckle.
“Hey bro, I think it’s time to take your fancy spell off seeing as we aren’t in enemy territory” the one leaning at a corner in the back told the other who just seem to stay silent in agreement as he lifted the spell that was on them, it was then when I recognized them.
The ones who had took me to this place were the same people who were formed after the gruesome scene I have seen long ago, the superhero siblings. First was the theatre and now them, why is it seeming that the dreadful dream is trying to pull me back into its madness…but why?
“Why are you guys wanting me to come back to that dream? I thought it was clear that I didn’t want to remember it when I never came back to revisit it” I told them, eager for some clarification on what’s so important.
“Well glad you ask that, you see when you wake up that doesn’t mean a dream ends, especially this one. It’s what you can call a saga of dreams, the dream won’t end until the story ends and well since you never revisited it at all to bring it to an end the saga kept going with no end. Heroes tried to rise up but there was nothing they could do with him dead and with you not around to aid them in the battle the villains got the upper hand and thus was how it was going” the one who presumably dragged me to this cabin replied and then the one in the corner spoke up.
“And if you bothered to come back then and not forget and go into the realms of happiness then the story would’ve ended but no, you insisted that you stay away. So now the story is still going on and the next part of their great plan is to corrupt all of your little, happy dreams reducing your powers to nothing so that either A, you no longer want to dream giving them full control or B, you come back here with no power as they take the chance to defeat, maybe even kill, you so that the dreamer will no longer exist in the dream realm allowing no way of stopping them” he said with what seems like a unhappy, ticked off tone almost as if he was not pleased with the decision I made.
“Well if either of those came true then I wouldn’t have to worry about this dream anymore so why not let that happen?” I asked them, so far not seeing an issue with this.
“Oh yeah sure, if there wasn’t a possibility of a Dream Breach. And no one wants a—“the one in the corner began stating, however the other one cut him off.
“Callis, the Dream Breach is just a theory we don’t know if it could happen or not” he told him but the damage was already done.
“What’s this ‘Dream Breach’ thing? It sounds like something from some weird fantasy story” I said, my curiosity wanting to find out more about this “Dream Breach”.
“For your information miss, the Dream Breach is a theory that was made by who knows who that states that if one gets either full control or defeat the dreamer of the dream then it will allow them to breach the borderline between the dream and reality and cross over to the dreamers world,” the one who is called Callis replied, “however Soren over here is insisting on not believing it as there is ‘no possible way the villains can ever do this sort of thing’. Talk about hoping for the best outcomes.”
“But if one of the possibilities for a Dream Breach is defeating me in my own dream then why even bring me back in here?” I asked them much to Soren’s distaste but Callis just smirked.
“Well because dreamer, you still have control over the dreams, still have control over this dream. So therefore there is still a possibility to end this dream saga on a good note with the dreamer representing good bringing down the villains who represent the forces of evil” he told me, however one still nagged my mind.
“Hold up, if the villain died then how is it still going on? Surely that should’ve been the end. And what’s up with that wolf that was chasing us” and that is when I remembered the bite mark on my leg as I sat myself down feeling the pain coursing through my veins again.
“Well that wasn’t the only villain in the saga, they had to be someone or a group of someones to plan that little fight out to get rid of him. And that wolf is called a Caliberus, designed and created by Dr. Creech as a perfect hunter, clearly that one was on the lookout for you so that means that they know you are here now. Now can you take care of her Soren, I got to go make sure that the canine didn’t attract unwanted attention” he replied as he made his way outside of the shack.
“You got to excuse him, he’s not the best when it comes to interacting with people. Things been hectic around here without you or any of the heroes helping out. Hopefully with you here you can change that” Soren told me as he got out some supplies and began to tend to the wound on my leg.
“As much as I would love to help out here I can’t, I have a life outside of this dream and not to mention that I would rather forget this whole dream happened” I told him as he sighed, clearly he wasn’t too overjoyed at the thought of me abandoning them again but what was I to do exactly? I can’t exactly dedicate my life to this dream.
“After I patch you up you can wake up, but at least promise us that you will think of coming back to the dream” he told me, at least understanding that I have a life.
“Alright, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll come back here’ I replied to him as he sighed, getting up.
“Well you’re good to go then, you can wake up now” he said to me and with that I awoke.
However as I awoke I felt a pain in my leg, felt as if I’ve been…bitten. Looking at the leg that had been bitten in the dream I saw the blood that was soaking through the bandages. Whatever happened in the dream I needed to find out, which means that I need to go back in there as soon as possible.

Description
Prologue:
Hello my name is Claire Habbador and while this may sound weird to you this was something very real to me. You see this was a dream I had and well it was an interesting one. It all began at what once seemed to be a fantastical place, a theater with glasses that allowed you to immerse yourself into the movie and it was a fun and thrilling experience while I was there until it happened. I went out of one of the screen rooms to get a snack with my mother and when going there I saw a man who resembled a villain from one of my favorite animated shows and well you see after a while of me and my mom conversing I finally decided to approach the man to ask him to put my mother at ease.
“Excuse me sir, but may I ask you a question. You see my mother thinks that you are a character from this one show I watch and so I was wondering if you are or are not the guy from the show, just to put my mother at ease” I asked the man who just smiled at me.
“Oh I wouldn’t say that my dear” he said as he began to morph into the Thing and lashed out at me attempting to kill me, however luck was on my side at the moment as the hero from the very same show came to the scene and tackled the villain to the floor away from me.
The two of them fought a gruesome and violent fight as the two of them began to get bloody and bruised, the hero with many cuts and bites on him bleeding and the villain with many wounds to him as well and when they clashed for the final time that was it, they exploded into a gory mess on the floor and silence filled the room. The villain was gone but so was the hero. The remains of the fight formed together though creating two young superhero siblings and when I thought it was all over I was wrong. I woke up, the dream stuck in my head and I wanted it out and after a while I forgot and I thought that was it.
A long time after that dream of mines and forgetting about it, I began to remember it once more. Remembering every single detail from the dream and the images still seemed fresh, it was like one of those dreams you always remember every part of but the thing with this one is that it wasn’t one I was fond of. Every time I went to sleep I feared of going back into that dream, fearing of what will happen to me there and so I tried so hard not to go back but as fate would have it I went back against my will.

Chapter 1: Going Back to the Dreadful Dream
I laid awake in bed, going over the details of the dream I have had as I tried so desperately to get them out of my head, out of my mind. I eventually temporarily exiled the details from my mind allowing me to sleep.
Inside my dream it was beautiful, the sky bright and clear and the breeze of the air nice and cool, it was a fine dream with no fearful things in sight. This dream allowed me to get away from the bad things in my life like all dreams should do, I decided to walk around the area which I soon discovered was a park. The squirrels and insects roamed around happily with the birds chirping cheerfully, it was simply beautiful but the further I went the more it seemed to change. The plants began to die out, the animals beginning to appear weaker until they were nothing but bones. I decided to turn back but only to see that the dream behind me disintegrate and fade away. But I was determined that there was a way out so I ran as quickly as I could trying to escape whatever was happening until I bumped into a sign which read “Theater of a Thousand Smiles” I began to back away from the familiar yet different sight. The walls outside were old and covered with vines and the portraits of heroes from movies shown within there were crossed off with red paint and some were even starting to peel away revealing villains underneath them. As I was about to run I felt a hand touch my shoulder and I stood straight, afraid of what was behind me.
“It’s no use trying to run away from the dream anymore, the dream is getting worse and out of control” a smooth, calming voice told me as I stared at the theater “Should’ve stayed there, but now they are stronger. They have control over the dream world and if they manage to kill you here then they may be able to escape” the voice continued to say.
“You should listen to him, to us, we are the only ones you can really trusts around here anymore since you decided to try and forget about it leaving anyone who tried powerless and unable to do anything about our epidemic” another voice said as I stood still, waiting to be freed from the person’s grasps.
Just then a sound was heard in the distance as a deep, low growl could be heard, a set of footsteps landing on the ground as the two voices were dead silent until one spoke up.
“Come on we need to get somewhere safe, one of them is after us” said a voice which was followed by a set of running footsteps and so the hand that was on my shoulder grabbed my hand and began to run away from whatever was behind us. I looked backed and saw a terrible wolf-like monster with sharp teeth and razor tipped claws, the fur unkempt and messy as the eyes glowed a bright yellow with what seemed to be yellow smoke arising from the eyes unfortunately it saw me as well as it began to chase after me and the other people who were with me. Whatever was chasing us was getting closer and closer as I could hear the roaring of the beast get closer to me. I felt scared and as I turned back I saw the creature lunge and me biting me right in the leg as I felt it’s sharp fangs sank deep into my skin, the tugging of my leg as it felt as if it was trying to pull it off.
“Hey bro, we need some assistance over here if you don’t mind” said the voice who was pulling me, the beast still clasped shut on my leg.
“Do I have to do everything ‘round here?” asked the other voice, the beast was still on me but it was suddenly being pulled away as I saw vines wrap itself around the beast and pull it into the ground but the pain of the bite still stung as blood oozed from the bite mark.
“Hang in there, we are almost to safety” said the one guiding me to wherever the two were taking me, which so happens to be an old, run-down shack coated in vines. As we made our way into the shack the voices appearance were simply dark figures with a dark aura swirling around them.
“Who and what are you people and why did you take me?” I asked them and I heard one of them chuckle.
“Hey bro, I think it’s time to take your fancy spell off seeing as we aren’t in enemy territory” the one leaning at a corner in the back told the other who just seem to stay silent in agreement as he lifted the spell that was on them, it was then when I recognized them.
The ones who had took me to this place were the same people who were formed after the gruesome scene I have seen long ago, the superhero siblings. First was the theatre and now them, why is it seeming that the dreadful dream is trying to pull me back into its madness…but why?
“Why are you guys wanting me to come back to that dream? I thought it was clear that I didn’t want to remember it when I never came back to revisit it” I told them, eager for some clarification on what’s so important.
“Well glad you ask that, you see when you wake up that doesn’t mean a dream ends, especially this one. It’s what you can call a saga of dreams, the dream won’t end until the story ends and well since you never revisited it at all to bring it to an end the saga kept going with no end. Heroes tried to rise up but there was nothing they could do with him dead and with you not around to aid them in the battle the villains got the upper hand and thus was how it was going” the one who presumably dragged me to this cabin replied and then the one in the corner spoke up.
“And if you bothered to come back then and not forget and go into the realms of happiness then the story would’ve ended but no, you insisted that you stay away. So now the story is still going on and the next part of their great plan is to corrupt all of your little, happy dreams reducing your powers to nothing so that either A, you no longer want to dream giving them full control or B, you come back here with no power as they take the chance to defeat, maybe even kill, you so that the dreamer will no longer exist in the dream realm allowing no way of stopping them” he said with what seems like a unhappy, ticked off tone almost as if he was not pleased with the decision I made.
“Well if either of those came true then I wouldn’t have to worry about this dream anymore so why not let that happen?” I asked them, so far not seeing an issue with this.
“Oh yeah sure, if there wasn’t a possibility of a Dream Breach. And no one wants a—“the one in the corner began stating, however the other one cut him off.
“Callis, the Dream Breach is just a theory we don’t know if it could happen or not” he told him but the damage was already done.
“What’s this ‘Dream Breach’ thing? It sounds like something from some weird fantasy story” I said, my curiosity wanting to find out more about this “Dream Breach”.
“For your information miss, the Dream Breach is a theory that was made by who knows who that states that if one gets either full control or defeat the dreamer of the dream then it will allow them to breach the borderline between the dream and reality and cross over to the dreamers world,” the one who is called Callis replied, “however Soren over here is insisting on not believing it as there is ‘no possible way the villains can ever do this sort of thing’. Talk about hoping for the best outcomes.”
“But if one of the possibilities for a Dream Breach is defeating me in my own dream then why even bring me back in here?” I asked them much to Soren’s distaste but Callis just smirked.
“Well because dreamer, you still have control over the dreams, still have control over this dream. So therefore there is still a possibility to end this dream saga on a good note with the dreamer representing good bringing down the villains who represent the forces of evil” he told me, however one still nagged my mind.
“Hold up, if the villain died then how is it still going on? Surely that should’ve been the end. And what’s up with that wolf that was chasing us” and that is when I remembered the bite mark on my leg as I sat myself down feeling the pain coursing through my veins again.
“Well that wasn’t the only villain in the saga, they had to be someone or a group of someones to plan that little fight out to get rid of him. And that wolf is called a Caliberus, designed and created by Dr. Creech as a perfect hunter, clearly that one was on the lookout for you so that means that they know you are here now. Now can you take care of her Soren, I got to go make sure that the canine didn’t attract unwanted attention” he replied as he made his way outside of the shack.
“You got to excuse him, he’s not the best when it comes to interacting with people. Things been hectic around here without you or any of the heroes helping out. Hopefully with you here you can change that” Soren told me as he got out some supplies and began to tend to the wound on my leg.
“As much as I would love to help out here I can’t, I have a life outside of this dream and not to mention that I would rather forget this whole dream happened” I told him as he sighed, clearly he wasn’t too overjoyed at the thought of me abandoning them again but what was I to do exactly? I can’t exactly dedicate my life to this dream.
“After I patch you up you can wake up, but at least promise us that you will think of coming back to the dream” he told me, at least understanding that I have a life.
“Alright, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll come back here’ I replied to him as he sighed, getting up.
“Well you’re good to go then, you can wake up now” he said to me and with that I awoke.
However as I awoke I felt a pain in my leg, felt as if I’ve been…bitten. Looking at the leg that had been bitten in the dream I saw the blood that was soaking through the bandages. Whatever happened in the dream I needed to find out, which means that I need to go back in there as soon as possible.