The sky turned from pitch black to a dark grey, which soon itself gave way to a rich violet and soft orange. Jenny watched the sun rise, finishing off the last dregs of her coffee. Now jittery as a paranoid bug, she toddled back to her home in a daze and crashed on the bed, passing out almost instantly.

The alarm clock rang out. Grumbling, Jenny sat up and beheld the bright blue sky of early morning. Happy to find herself comfortably in her own bed, she stopped the clock and almost danced to the living room. Whew, what an exciting dream she had last night! There was this magic ice woman, and some sort of skeleton, and it was all very exciting. Perhaps she should write it down before memory eludes her, but nah. It was nice to be back in normalville, earth. A small niggling doubt crept up in the back of her head that it was no dream, but she quickly stamped it out. There's no way that could be real, right?