Leap of Faith
I scan the list of names on the paper that was put up on a notice board. All the names are listed from one to one hundred as per our rank. The list is the results of a test. The test is a fight. A fight against a tall black werewolf-like monster that can respawn. We kill the monster over and over again and are scored on how well we did then ranked. I go to leave but when I turn around I am stopped by a group of bullies. Before the bullies could start they are chased off by a fellow student. To thank her I told her to meet me at night in my room.
In the room, I take her hand and pull her along with me through a green and blue portal that I ripped through space and time. The portal leads to my world, Earth. We end up in an empty brightly lit warehouse and she is very confused about the existence of other worlds and even being in one.
As she takes in the surroundings an explosion above us rocks the building. A superhero fights a criminal above us so we run to get undercover. She panics about the hero and I tell her that heroes in this world fight for justice. We wait for things to relatively calm down before running for the exit. Getting through the doors we are met with the view of a mountain and a cabin underneath it. We get further away from the warehouse.
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Hoof and Teeth
I am locked in a fierce battle between two creatures; one a centaur and the other a giant glowing worm that constantly burrows around to jump out from underneath me and lock me inside its toothy maw. They work together, both in favour of trying to kill me.
I fight them off with an axe that's blade extends down and slightly further than the bottom of the handle. I use the centaur as a buffer between me and the worm by constantly keeping it between us so the worm has to veer off target to avoid hitting the centaur.
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Ascension
On a dry and dead wasteland surrounded by dead trees and rock, a dozen dogs in a pack scatter around sniffing for food. The dogs are boney and furless, covered in baggy, pale skin. Their stomachs extend to the floor and are dragged along as they walk. Every time one of them smells food they drag their bodies towards it while muttering ‘salvation’.
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King
I sit on a giant chessboard in the centre square with my eyes closed. Four scaled up king pieces surround my four cardinal directions. Any combination of chess pieces in the four cardinal directions changes what you dream about.
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Big Arms Big Cuddles
A tall woman with unnaturally long arms and a smooth, completely featureless face stands in the shadow of the corner of my room. The woman is like a being from the Mandela Catalogue. I wake up from my sleep and walk myself up to her before giving her a big hug, lifting her off the ground slightly and then letting go, putting her back on her feet. I then head to the kitchen to make myself some hot chocolate and the woman follows after me, staying a few seconds behind, staying silent.
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Red Reality
Two unnamed astronauts are stranded on an alien planet. The planet functions as a different dimension, with nonexistent natural laws. Mission control tells them to get the attention of an unknown entity they detected out in space not far from the planet. They tell them to do this because even though they have no idea what it is, they know that anything is better than what's going to happen to them if they stay alive and stay on that planet.
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Beads
I lead a society of small hand-sized aliens on the moon. All the structures and creations on the moon are made of these bright red perfectly round beads. The aliens say I am the greatest leader ever. I am not that great, they are just incredibly incompetent.
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Jeff
Ahead of me stands a watermelon with two mannequin legs holding it up. The watermelon sports a comically big, brown moustache. His name is Jeff. I wave to Jeff because he is a swell guy. After I wave Jeff silently side steps behind a shipping container never taking his front off me.