[ WP ] A religion has swept the globe , the principal tenet of which is that reality is a dream of God 's , and that when every human on Earth believes this we ( as God ) will finally be able to awaken from our dream . ( bit more inside )

I sat down on my couch, staring at its odd pinkish yellowish color pattern. I looked up at the clock, and saw that the time was going slower than it usually would. *You're going crazy, nothing is wrong with that clock. You're just nervous, that's all. * 
 
 I spent what felt like an eternity trapped within a minute and a half staring at that wretched clock as it went on with its day. *tick-tok. * The clock did n't wait for me, as I tried hopelessly to catch up with its calm, smooth, flawless life. 
 
 The knock at the door did n't surprise me. After all, it was what I had been waiting for all this time. I stood up, my knees creaking from the stress of all this and I turned to the door. I looked through the peephole at the world outside. I had a pretty good knowledge of who was coming, but I had to be sure. I stared down at myself. The sound was still in my ears. *tick-tok, * the clock droned on. *If not now then when? * I thought. 
 
 I opened the door hesitantly, and the man I saw outside looked as kind as he did in all the pictures. I had been thinking about this for the past week and a half, and I had never expected it to go down like this. 
 
 He spoke first. `` Hello Kevin. My name is Levi, but I suppose you already know that, huh?'' 
 
 I nodded my head slowly, not knowing whether I did n't want to talk, or in my frazzled state forgot how to. 
 
 `` Do you mind if I come in?'' 
 
 I felt a catch in my throat. I was n't prepared for this. Slowly, I croaked out, `` No, come right in.'' 
 
 I invited him inside. He looked around for a second and then spoke. `` Nice place you got here.'' He looked back at me, as if for an answer to a question he did not ask. 
 
 `` Yea, I got it a couple of years ago.'' The silence filled the room. The only sound was the clock's monotonous *tick-tok*. 
 
 He broke that silence as if it were nothing. `` Okay, Kevin, I'm not going to sugarcoat it. We both know why I'm here, right?'' 
 
 `` Yes, you're here because you want to convert me to your religion.'' 
 
 `` Oh, yes, you could say that.'' He glanced around the room, darting his eyes from one place to another, trying not to stay on one place to long. `` Why do n't we sit down?'' he asked. 
 
 He sat where I had been just minutes ago, on the oddly colored couch, and I sat across him in a nice black leather recliner. 
 
 `` You do know about our religion, right?'' Levi questioned. 
 
 `` Yes, I'm aware of the basis of your religion.'' 
 
 `` In your own words, how would you describe it?'' 
 
 `` Well, as a whole, you believe that the world as we know it is your God's dream, and that if the entire world believes that that is the truth, then, and *only* then, will we be truly awakened as God.'' 
 
 Levi beamed me a look of approval. `` I could n't have said it better myself.'' 
 
 Once again, the silence had swallowed the room. I stared at the clock. *tick-tok. * I looked back at Levi. He was in his fifties, but you would n't know it by looking at him. He looked thirty-five, and was in good health. I mean, you could n't be the main prophet of a religion without *looking* good, right? 
 
 `` You realize that I do n't show up at anybody's house to convert them, right? You know your significance, do n't you?'' Levi's presence was one of kindness, and hope. 
 
 `` I'm the last non-believer, are n't I?'' 
 
 `` Yes. You should join us, so that not just you, but the **world** will know peace. We ca n't do this without you.'' There was a look of longing in his eyes. His entire life had built up to this moment, and he wanted it more than the world. 
 
 `` Look, if I was n't scared of this idea, I would have hopped on the bandwagon a long time ago. What if all this is real, and being a god is living hell? Why would I want to be awakened into a horrible life of slavery?'' My exasperation was showing through my body. 
 
 Levi looked down, and after a second he looked up and said, `` I do n't know what it will be like. Our hopes are that it is good. We just do n't know. But if I can convince you to join me on this journey, we'll do it together.'' 
 
 He held out his hand across the table. I could see the passion in his eyes. I could see his conviction. 
 
 *This is for the greater good, * I thought. 
 
 I outstretched my arm and grabbed his hand. `` I'm in.'' 
 
 I closed my eyes and waited, *we* waited for the moment of truth. I opened my eyes, and the prophet sat there, defeated. 
 
 And behind us, in a wall of distress, came the sound of the world, the sound of fate not allowing us this victory. 
 
 The sound of time. 
 
 *tick-tok*
