Prologue

I had the weirdest dream that my room was burning down. It was so realistic that at one point I could even smell smoke in the middle of it. Isn't it funny when you get dreams like that? So realistic you can feel what the dream version of yourself is feeling?

I tossed and turned in my sleep, with the smell getting stronger and stronger in the dream; more so as I turned towards the door.

It was when I felt a sudden wave of heat that distorted my dream that I realised something wasn't right. My eyes opened and adjusted to the darkness while I thought for a moment:

I wasn't dreaming anymore.

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