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I’ve been starting to add these tidbits at the beginning of these because I sometimes wonder if what goes on in my life, no matter how simple, is affecting these dreams I’m having. It has been humid as hell out this autumn and it’s been hard to even get any sleep in the first place. But I managed to pass out somehow and of course there was another vivid dream awaiting me.
I was in what felt like some kind of box with only a few couple inches to spare for me to move around. Not only was it cramped, but it was so dark inside that I couldn’t see my hands in front of my face. There was no way to even sit up in the box and I had to be on my hands and knees. All around me it began to get warmer, like a dry kind of heat. A red glow came with it, brightening around and underneath me. I started to get really sweaty and overheated, but at least I could see somewhat now. As the light grew brighter, the heat grew with it. Now it was really uncomfortable. The light burned my eyes and the heat did the job of now burning me. It was now bright enough for me to notice something I hadn't before. On one side of this box was a window to see outside. Lucky for me it was the side my head was facing. Peering out I could see an average, modern kitchen. Nothing much to it all. I pushed on the window but nothing budged in the slightest. Not only that, but it also burned my hands really badly which I really should've expected. It didn’t really click with me right away. The burning heat, the bright lights, and the kitchen on the outside. It felt like I was being cooked alive. Then I understood. This whole time I had been in an oven and this searing heat wasn’t going anywhere. It was getting worse and worse. My brain couldn’t function and I started to not be able to see from all the blaring light of the oven. My eyes watered to keep them from drying up. My insides all felt like they were on fire. Finally I shut my eyes tightly and just let it happen. I heard the sound of timer go off. I was back in my bed, underneath me was damp with my sweat.