For some reason, you lay stagnant, out in space, as spiral galaxies glow in bright multi colors and meteors zipping past. Stars sparkle all over. It all creates such beautiful imagery before you, but you sense...deep down...that something is off.

Your head turns, without you wanting it to, over to your right, where you spot a meteor far off, getting closer. Very quickly you notice it...moving, as if it has limbs. As it approaches further, you see eyes. Too many, in places that don't make sense. 

Then it moves in close enough to see in full clarity. You can't make sense of it. You are engulfed in...tentacles, looking at you but looking past you. Drawing ever more inwards yet contracting back at once.

A crash of thunder awakens you, followed by the sound of obvious downpour. Your bed is not soft like you remember, but hard and rough. The orange glow of candles make the room clear to see. This is not your room, but a cave. You are laying on some kind of stone slab.