[ WP ] We have also always assumed dreams are n't real , but that is not true . They 're alternate realities that we live in for a brief period of time . You just had the worst nightmare of your life , and you woke up in the wrong place , the wrong reality .

I stand on the precipice, the edge of the nexus of a thousand different worlds, teetering over both sanity and reality. A dark void forms below me like it has done many times before, tendrils belonging to some ancient eldritch creature writhe and slither up to me, wanting me to fall off the edge. 
 
 I struggle, twisting and turning and kicking and pulling, all for naught. I hold onto the edge of the mirror dearly, as if I'd never see the beloved thing again. I felt my grip fading from me. 
 
 And then... I fell into the abyssal void of dream reality, tumbling into the blackest reaches of my mind starved of sanity, of logic and reason. The dark maze of the damaged mind slowly surrounded me, impossible architecture forming in the furthest reaches where laws such as gravity were nothing more than shattered remains of something lost ( eat your heart out David Bowie ). 
 
 The thin glimmer of light given by the mirror, far above, had been hidden from me by this wretched abyss; my salvation a faint dream cursed to be lost within the darkest depths of the insane mind. 
 
 I cried out, in fear, in hope, in desperation, in agony, in ecstasy, all at once, but it was lost in the ever gluttonous void. A single tear fell from my eye as the world I knew and everything in it was absorbed by the void, and so too, was I quickly consumed with nary a whimper to mark my passing. 
 
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 The dim rhythmic sound of a heartbeat moniter was the only thing breaking the silence for a moment. The doctor finally spoke up. 
 
 `` By our calculations, this man is in a long term coma. He wo n't wake up for many years, if ever'' 
 
 The grieving faces of his family tore through the doctor, he considered his options... 
 
 ``... if you want... I can set up the life support to be disconnected. To let this man... die... peacefully'' 
 
 The woman sitting closest to the bed hesitated before nodding. The doctor grimanced and flicked a few switches on the machine. 
 
 `` There, the plug is ready to be pulled... take as much time as you need'' 
 
 Then, with a apologetic gesture, he left the room. A few moments passed and the rhythmic beeping cut into a droning, he closed his eyes and briefly mourned the passing patient like he'd done many times before with many different patients. 
 
 `` The blood is on me... I suggested it, I live with it... I do n't wish this work on anyone...'' 
 
 He remained there for a few seconds before leaving, shouldering the burden of many a comatose life taken off life support. 
 
 Unbeknownst to him, a faint glimmer of hope was still present within the patient's bosom, the body was still alive but appeared dead 
 
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 For the longest of times, there was nothing. I heard the calls and chirps of birds and bugs alike, something landed on my cheek and roused me awake. I opened my eyes to an aqua green sky dotted with clouds. I pushed myself up, standing on a large lilly pad in a garden of pure beauty. 
 
 I felt like I knew this place, like I belonged to it and it belonged to me. I knew this place on an intimate and personal level. I step forward onto land, moving through the world the rabbit hole had taken me to. A faint glimmer in the distance drawing toward it, the glimmer of glass, of a mirror, of a gateway that would lead home
