A dark void. Then suddenly, blinding white. As the light dimmed, I began to take in my new surroundings.

A towering city scape, the buildings impossibly tall. Roads going for miles in each directions, skyscrapers walling in every inch of the street. Completely devoid of cars, people, and any other sign of humanity. Just me and the endlessness of this concrete jungle.

But the star of the show would be soon to arrive, I was familiar enough with circumstances like this one. In the next few moments, a poor innocent dreamer would come plummeting into view, speeding towards the hard asphalt at my feet.

My job was easy enough, I simply had to wake the person before impact. They’d experience quite a start in the waking world, but they’d be unharmed. Hyped up on adrenaline and a bit sweaty, but unharmed.

I scanned the sky, looking for any signs of movement, before my vision panned to the ground around me. Maybe this wasn’t the type of dream I thought it was, maybe the dreamer will just be going for a stroll through the unending rows of buildings.

A figure makes itself known. Standing, unmoving a distance down one of the roads. It’s only identifiable feature being it’s eyes. It stares at me, as if it were watching me, as if it could see me.

I begin to move closer, maybe this is tonight’s subject. It continues watching me, staring straight at me as I move. Whatever it is shouldn’t be able to see me, I shouldn’t be perceivable, simply here to do my job.

As I approach, it whispers in my direction. “Watch out”. It sounds almost like it was taunting me.

It was then that another sound made itself known to me. A sickening *CRACK* echoed through the empty streets.

I slowly turn around to see a figure, lying motionless on the pavement behind me.

The expanse around me disappears.