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If you die in your dreams, do you die in real life? Me and my friends go out to clubs and bars, we dance, we drink, and we have a blast. I had been isolating myself for way too long and I'm done; it's time to enjoy life again. That' exactly what I've been trying to do while I recover from an abusive relationship and my parents' death. I'm trying to heal and I'm trying to just live. All I want to do is to get my life back together- hang out with my friends and start dating again. Then, one night, shortly before Halloween, we go out to the woods and explore a creepy abandoned house and then everything changes. Visions and dreams of beautiful and terrifying men start to plague me, only the dreams feel real as I visit a mysterious dreamscape night after night. One man seems to want my love, and another appears to want me dead. As my dreams start spilling over into real life, I don't know what to do and I'm running out of time. The men claim to know me, but I don't know them, I don't remember them. But they remember me.