A sleeping Land
"In a sleeping land Children will fear the monster under their bed or the creature looking at them from the cupboard, in A sleeping land Adults will fear the siren"-The Priest

I remember as a child staying up late, the light beside me always on. I remember watching my bedroom door always waiting for something to burst in the moment I looked away. I remember turning my light off and expecting two beady red eyes to stare at me from the cupboard but they never did. I remember always looking under my bed for a monster  before climbing under the safety of the covers, there was never anything. I look back now and laugh, I was a child scared of silly stories and nothing more. The situation now is very different, I’m not scared of what could be under my bed or what could be watching me. I am scared of what is watching me, My name is Nick West and I’m stuck in a sleeping land.
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	You're probably asking yourself what the hell is a sleeping land?, well let me tell you. I am where your dreams come from, I’m trapped in a land where dreams go after you forget them. I'm trapped in a fictional world which to me is very real, this is now the real world to me.
	It all happened when a woman approached me, in a dream I might add. She called herself the Siren, she was so beautiful, you couldn't even imagine beauty like this. She  asked me if I wanted to join her in a wonderful world where everything I want to be true is true. I believed it to be a dream of my own creation so of course I agreed and so the Siren pulled me gently from the bed, grasped hold of my hand and lead me from my room and out of my house. 
	We were in the street, it was definitely my street because all the details were there, my small garden and the white fence around it, the tacky plastic animals in the garden across from mine stared back as they always did and the lone street lamp in my calm road flickered on occasion as I had always known it too. It was my street I can be sure of that and yet something was different. I don't know if it was me standing there in the cold breeze as the wind brushed against my bare chest and covered legs or if it was the woman I was with, this strange siren who had entered my home and then dragged me out of its comfort. I turned my head and looked at her, she was the same a beautiful maiden. Her body was bare of clothing but everything that should have been was covered, her breasts were hidden behind strands of silver hair and she covered her lower regions with her hands to avoid detection from my eyes. She didn't seem to feel the cold but I didn't notice it then, I was more interested in why she was there and finally  I asked that very question.
"Why exactly have you appeared in my dream?” I asked quickly but in a polite manner and her response was quite strange as she turned her head and looked at me, a wonderful smile on her face.
"I think the question is Mr West, why exactly have you appeared in my dream?” Her voice was seductive but had a hint of sarcasm to it which was very strange.
	Before I could respond, the woman suddenly vanished before my very eyes, shocked I did what any person would do and that was to look for her but of course I didn't find any trace, not even a strand of silver hair. Thinking my dream had betrayed me, I returned to bed hoping to the end the dream which seemed to have turned into a nightmare.
	 I found myself closing my eyes and expecting to wake up in the real world, this where everything changed. Because the dream felt so real I found it hard to tell if I was awake or still asleep. My method to find this may sound stupid to you but I was slightly confused at the time so don't judge me. 
	I have a clock beside my bed, it’s the only thing which gives off any light in the room when my lamp is off, the other side of my bed is a phone which I quickly grabbed. I pressed a few keys and held the phone to my ear and waited for the operator to tell me the time on the other end, they quickly did and told me that it was Two in the morning. I placed the phone down and turned my clock around so i could see it,  it did not say 02.00am. IT actually didn't say anything which was strange because I'd seen the light the numbers had made only seconds before. I knew the batteries hadn't died because they were the type which told you how much longer they would last, those expensive ones. I also knew it wasn't broken because it was a reliable make and I'd had it for many years. 
	Like the idiot i was i tapped on the clock's monitor hoping it would knock some wires back into place and get it working again. It got the clock working but it wasn't saying the time, on the screen in red was an arrow which I knew was not right. The arrow flashed as if telling me to go to the door. Still dazed from my strange dream I walked to the door and opened it but quickly closed it after seeing what was on the other side. I was so horrible that I can't describe and I don't quite know why I opened the door again but I did. The horrible creature wasn't there anymore, instead that woman, the siren from before was standing it's place with a wicked smile on her place. Clearly I was still dreaming but she spoke and changed everything i believed in.
"This Mr West isn't just a dream, it is my dream or my world if you wish to call it that. I govern all that is make believe, everything you see in your dreams I created. Everything around you is  a figment of my imagination, everything except you" She lingered on that last word which frightened me quite a bit.
	The creature from before was enough to confirm for me that what she was saying was true and after a minute or two of mumbling i eventually spoke.
"Why am I here?, what have I done to deserve this exactly?” I wish she hadn't answered.
"You are not here for a reason and you have done nothing to deserve it” Great i thought.” I simply want to watch what happens when the creatures from dreams and nightmares find you, you could say i'm curious as to what a real living breathing human will do when they are face to face with a seven year olds image of a monster. 
	At that particular moment I laughed, I thought it would be something out of that Disney film, the one with the fuzzy monsters but my laugh quickly ended when another creature appeared next to the siren. This wasn't some fluffy monster but rather some combination of a human and a snake and I don't mean half snake half human, it was more snake with a human structure. The body of this green creature was pure snake and what defined it were the arms and strangely enough the hair atop it's head, it didn't exactly have human features. It had a face structured like a human's but there were no ruby lips and dazzling eyes, there were fangs and  glaring eyes. From what I could tell it was female, the breasts on it's torso indicated that and the slight curve of it's body gave off a slight sense of feminine beauty. You have no idea how hard that is to say if you saw a creature like this, I still can't believe a seven year old thought this thing up.
	I turned to the siren and again she had that wicked smile, her eyes were focused on the creature and it's eyes were focused on me. Not a situation i liked being in and believe it just got worse.......