[Dream Report] The Nightmare Engine


This one began in a familiar place I’ve been to in many prior dreams. A vast, cold concrete maze with walls a hundred feet high, beneath a starless black sky. This eventually became a setting in one of my stories, The Background of Your Memories. Usually I wander its corridors until waking up.

What a slog. What an unbearable, tedious, bleak trek it always is. I have nothing but rags on my back, the…