[ 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 )

It was 9.30 pm. The people outside were very loud. They were chanting and singing, some of them shouting and screaming. 
 `` So is that it then? If I believe, we will all just wake up?'' 
 He took another sip of the tea. He came on a mission I disagree with, but there was no reason to be rude. 
 `` That is the gyst of it, yes.'' He spoke in the friendliest tone, yet I can not help but feel intimidated. 
 I was pacing around the floor, but I did n't hear my footsteps. I looked at the clock. 8.45 pm. 
 
 
 `` Look, I do n't want to reject you outright, but I do n't believe in any of it. You would have more chance convincing my dog than me. It's not that I do n't enjoy you coming here everyday, being a friendly company and all that, since it seems like the world has given up on me...'' I've been labeled an `` Unbeliever'' ever since I outright rejected the idea, but that was before the whole world turned to it. Naturally they also turned on me. It did n't take long for my family to push me away. 
 He stares at me. I ca n't seem to move at all. 
 
 
 `` Well if you just believe, all of that will stop. If you've grown sick of the mocking, just believe! What do you have to lose?'' 
 `` Intergrity.'' I clenched my jaw. `` Something that I myself believe in.'' I was shaking. My vision was fuzzy. I was sick of all of it. 
 `` Why do you need me?! Why ca n't you all just leave me alone and go run your fancy religion somewhere else?!'' 
 I hated being the only one. I felt small. I felt weak. But there was no way in hell that I was gon na give in now. 
 He seemed tired. `` What if you have been holding unto the wrong thing? You are the final piece of the puzzle, Henry, we need you.'' 
 `` I want all of this to end as much as you do, but it seems we are going in a completely opposite directions...'' I replied. 
 `` I have been converting people since I first earned my propheting rights.'' He patted me on my shoulder. `` And I have never seen anyone as resilient as you.'' He sipped his coffee again. I tried finding my cup but it was gone. 
 
 
 `` You must see me as a lost cause...'' I uttered. 
 He smiled. `` As a matter of fact, I do n't.'' He got up off the couch and started walking. 
 He peered through the window where a large crowd have gathered. They were silent. 
 `` Many people see it that way.'' I was getting tired of this. `` It's all on television. They all condemn me because I will never believe...'' 
 He looked at me with a smile. A tired smile, but a smile nonetheless. 
 `` They all lack faith. When I see you, I see a story. Do n't you see? You are a part of the dream! And by far, you are the most interesting piece of this story that we can ever dream of.'' 
 
 
 My alarm rang.
