---Ahh...
Dawn thought as he felt his mind being washed up. He felt tired as hell, and it didn't even feel like he was awake anymore.
He was that tired, and he couldn't even form a single thought now.
And that was only normal. After all, the dots were still here and kept blinking at him.
And what's more, Dawn didn't even know how much time has passed now ever since he started dreaming.
Has it been one day? Two Days? A week? A year?
Dawn didn't know, and that only just served as fuel to his confusion.
And what was worse for Dawn was that he was forced to keep feeling the same feeling ever since.
He couldn't even get angry at this damn dream and at these fucking dots!
He was forced to feel that he was happy at this happening, even though he wasn't!
He was forced to feel happy even though he was angry at this dream!
And that was cruel, even for Dawn. After all, Dawn was a being and a living creature.