A dream...such a peaceful thing. My only haven away from the hell I've been put into but it seems like my only sanctum has became my prison as well. What ever did I do to get into such a fine mess like this?. I could see only two things: A bright tunnel and a dark one. Clearly I have no choice but to go forward, I'm not gonna go down like this and remain quiet like this. I need to get back home and work again.