[ WP ] Dreams have all been tests , and someone finally passed .

I woke up in a white, cushioned room strapped to a chair. I yelled for someone, anyone who might hear me. No sounds moved past my lips, though. I sat, struggling against the constraints that had begun to chafe my wrists, ankles, and stomach. I did n't know how much time had passed. It could have been one minute or thirty. A door that I had n't noticed earlier slid open, making no sound, and a tall, slender woman strode in, clad in a long black dress wearing stiletto heels. 
 
 `` What do you remember?'' the woman asked, blunt but curiously. 
 
 `` What do you mean,'' I demanded. 
 
 `` Just tell me what you saw if you ever want to be set free,'' she threatened with a scowl that could have scared Danny Trejo. 
 
 My hatred of being restricted forced me to reluctantly begin, `` I remember seeing other people.'' I said, `` They were n't talking though, and I did n't know any of them. They just kind of stood there... existing. I could n't talk either, and now that I think about it, there were no sounds. I was walking down the crowded streets of Washington DC, when I saw someone fall. The person had been shot. Again, I heard no sound to tell me this. But then I looked down at my own hands, and there I saw the culprit of the soundless gunshot. 
 
 `` I had no control over my body anymore, and it began shooting all the people standing, looking in awe at the White House, wondering what it would be like to live in such a beautiful mansion but forgetting the stress and agonizing responsibilities that accompany it. People were dropping left and right on my account. In my mind, my incredible empathetic feelings were driving me insane. My mind could n't handle shooting any more innocent people, but I had no control. 
 
 `` My body started walking towards the White House, seemingly invincible, not feeling any bullets that had begun to fly at unimaginable speeds towards the body I used to call my own. It was already approaching the Oval Office, where the President spends much of his time. Somehow it knew where to go. He had his back turned, and my hand raised. 
 
 `` But my finger did n't move. I just did n't do it.'' 
 
 The woman sat, thinking about the words that were now able to flow easily passed my lips, for a long time. She finally came to her conclusion and said, 
 
 `` By regaining control of your body, you have passed the test and unlocked the part of the brain that no one has been able to use for an eternity. You have unlocked the knowledge and memories of humanity's past, present, and future. You know what happens when one dies, how to prevent epidemics, create world peace, world war, or travel into deep space. 
 
 `` You alone have the power, the ability. 
 
 `` You are humanity.'' 
 
 `` I do n't feel any different though,'' I said, `` I... I do n't remember anything but my own life's past...'' 
 
 Suddenly, my vision was black. I had woken up again, but this time I was not restricted. In fact, I was in my own bed. I had been dreaming, but it felt so real. I tried to test myself to see if it was real, trying to remember when I had invented the wheel, but all I remembered was the woman's voice in my head saying, 
 
 `` The only catch is, you ca n't control your body.''
