What I saw was two different worlds at the same time. It all started at a theme park with a girl. She was about 5’5” and tanned. She was gorgeous with light brown hair, almost the color of sand. The hair would’ve stopped just above her shoulders had it not been in a short pony tail.
A heavy oncoming storm like a hurricane approached and we had to look for shelter. I noticed something, though: there were more people than I remember. It was almost as if everyone suddenly crowded into the same area we were, but there was no way there were that many people in the entire park from the time we arrived until now. I jumped for a brief moment to see if there were more people in the distance, and it was just a landscape filled with people between the shops.
As soon as I landed, I got a glimpse like there was an overlay of a second world on ours, but more of a place filled with eternally damned souls. The weather seemed to be getting gradually worse. Trying to ignore the people around me, I took the girl’s hand and tried to find a spot for us that was covered by a massive object similar to how a trout swims upstream. I found one spot that appeared to be under staircase that led to a large platform, most likely of a roller coaster. The overlay suddenly appeared again, and it looked like there was far less people than I had thought in reality, but the hellish crowd still remained large.
It was at this point I looked to the sky and it felt like my world was trying to be conquered by the dark. I took the girl’s hand and started heading towards where I thought the exit of the park was. She screamed, “No, I’d rather be under a safe place like where we just were.”
“Trust me,” I replied, “this is just an illusion!” The two worlds were still attempting to blend together but if I looked hard enough, I thought, I could concentrate on the real world and try to ignore this false one. I found the exit and slowly came across a street. The streets looked like a parking lot of cars moving ever-so-slowly.
I concentrated again. Looking beyond the overlaying hell, I could tell there were only a few cars. I moved on when I found an opportunity. “Are you crazy? We’re going to get hit!” she yelled. She had to trust me.
I pushed on until we reached the other side and I turned to her, “you can’t trust what you’re seeing. It’s like an overlay of reality.” Before she could speak, we saw a person in front of us that was in a black, full body robe with a hood on. The shadow from the hood hid the face. All he said, in a demonic voice, was “We’re in this dream, together.”