What has happened to me? These dreams are consuming me. They just get worse and worse. Nothing is working. Nothing is helping. Even with the windows wide open, the smell is still everywhere in my apartment. I can’t stand it, yet I know I cannot go outside. I am scared of what I might find out there. I can only sit and wait, and hope that whatever is to come is not as awful as what I saw last night. I don’t think that’s possible... I became lucid when I noticed the blue shimmer of my armour in the light of the passage. I am ready for anything. The smell seeps out as the door opens. It’s indescribable power oozes through my porous metal skin and engulfs me. Her head appears, eyes unfocused and dull. Her neck slithers around the door frame and another head, bulbous and bloated, emerges into the hallway. Dazed by the smell, I stand defenseless before her. She shivers as the last of her passes the doorway and I can see her her full form. Ten eyes on me, unblinking and glassy. She reaches for me, her serpentine grip on my neck. The armour crumbles as she wraps around me, the smell mercifully gone as my windpipe collapses.
