"Hello" 

Looking at the screen it seems I must have nodded off again! 

But not before initiating a chat with someone! 

Oh well, yet another unanswered question. 

I was about to turn off my computer when it suddenly began to type. 

"No, no, please don't do that, you were chatting to me in you sleep?"

Not realising me and my PC were to have a conversation, I typed who are you? The music stopped, and Hazel's voice echoed in my headphones.

"There is no need to type, just use your microphone." 

My thoughts ran ragged, must be lucid dreaming again. 

Well, in for a penny in for a pound, the last time I found myself trapped in my dreams, I panicked and forced my way out, but swore the next time I would see it out, so replied. 

"OK, I'm going to play along and see where this lucid dream takes me." 

"That is very kind of you, but let us make it clear, this is not a dream."

"Of course, it is." 

"Hmm, is that so, let me ask you a question?" 

"OK, fire away, this should interesting, interrogated by my dream." 

"How do you normally feel, when realising you are trapped in a dream?" 

"Something happens that I know cannot be real, like talking to my computer." 

"Hmm, I believe you have written, there is a first time for everything, and that there is more to this world than meets the eye.

"Yes, that is true." 

"And In one of your stories wrote that you felt trapped, and began to panic, so are you experiencing either of those feelings now?" 

"No, but that is because I'm here by choice." 

"Well, so am I, but now chose to leave, because this conversation is only allowed three hundred words, goodbye!"