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I'm dreaming...?

Allie's eyes fluttered open. Her bed felt weird, cold... damp, even. A chill ran down her spine. Surely she didn't - then her eyes widened and she sat bolt upright. She was lying on the grass in a forest. A beautiful sunlit forest, strange and surreal and yet strangely familiar, as if she had known the place all her life.

"I'm dreaming again", said Allie out loud. Then paused. She had never had a dream in which she knew she was dreaming. This was odd. She got to her feet and looked around. The forest was open and bright and had excellent visibility through its scattered trees. It seemed to stretch on forever in all directions. "Definitely dreaming", she repeated, looking down at herself and wincing. I could have at least dreamed up some better clothes, she thought to herself, looking at her loose, dirty shirt and white panties.

That was when her clothing seemed to melt and crawl over her body. "Wh-what?" As she looked on in disbelief, her shirt and panties melded and flowed, crawling down her arms and legs and flaring out below her knees, before darkening rapidly, the fabric shifting to something far softer and smoother. Neat, low-heeled black shoes materialized around her feet, and sheer pantyhose worked its way upwards, making Allie gasp as she felt it cling to her. Then it was over, and Allie found herself wearing a form-fitting, elegant black dress. Like the one she used to wear while out clubbing, but it was months since she'd done that.

"Holy shit". She looked down into her cleavage, made enticingly visible by the dress's low-cut neckline. There was lacy black lingerie, and... the pendant. The old man's words came back to Allie. "Impossible". She pinched a thigh until it hurt, but didn't wake up. Then she slapped her face. No dice. She was somehow... awake. And in a dream. "Fucking impossible", she breathed, looking around her. How on earth? And why a forest? A really empty one, at that. Shouldn't there be animals or something? Like squirrels, there were lots of those around where she lived.

As if on cue, a little red squirrel scampered down a tree and looked at her curiously.


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