That dream felt real… too real… I don’t even feel comfortable calling it a dream because it felt more like a vision than anything.

I don’t even know where to start.

+The ‘dream’ took place near my school. I don’t know why I was there… I just was. I was the only one there as well.

+ My surroundings were normal but then they started shifting and changing color until eventually it stuck to a set of colors that made it look like the world was falling apart.

+ I felt unnaturally uncertain.

+ It felt like something was trying to grab me? Call me? I’m, not sure…

I feel like these notes aren’t coherent enough, it’s 1:45 AM and I’m tired… I’ll draw what my dream looked like later.