Elliot awoke with tear-stained cheeks, stirring before his alarm could sound. Sitting up, he noticed he was still wearing the same clothes from the previous day. Throughout the night, he had been trapped in a relentless loop, experiencing the same dream over and over again.
He felt a pang of fear; the dream had been so vivid it seemed more like a memory or a premonition than an abstract vision. Yet, he tried to shake off the feeling, convincing himself it was merely his imagination running wild after experiencing such an unsettling dream.
But then he paused, realizing it had been ages since he'd had a dream so strange.
When had he ever had a dream like this before?
He couldn’t recall.
All he could recall was having strange dreams during his childhood, though none seemed as bizarre as the one he'd just experienced. However, he couldn't be certain, as the details of those past dreams were hazy and elusive in his memory.