It was a freezing, inky-black night. The curtains were drawn, the alarm set, and the phone placed on charge. I kept my clothes on because the cold was so affective that I could feel my fingertips freezing, sticking to every surface imaginable. I felt like an ice cube that could never melt. I glanced at the thermometer in my room—it read 3 degrees Celsius. Desperate for warmth, I wrapped myself in a blanket, looking for even the smallest comfort, but it never came. As I shut my eyes, my imagination stirred to life. I envisioned myself sailing across the seven seas on a grand vessel. Then I was a knight, flashing my sword, facing a mighty dragon. Next, a superhero battling a malevolent and malicious villain. My dreams were alive with adventure and boundless creativity—until suddenly, they stopped. No dragon. No sea. No villain. Just darkness. As I stood in the black void, my surroundings began to crack. A shimmering purple light appeared, piercing the gloom. From this radiant portal, a massive, lizard-like creature appeared. Its scales sparkled like diamonds, each one reflecting the otherworldly dark of the light. I couldn't wake up. I was trapped in this tranquil yet eerie realm where time slowed, and gravity ceased to exist. Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the creature vanished. The darkness dispersed, replaced by an overwhelming brightness spilling from the portal’s edge. The light grew, engulfing everything in sight, until the cold, freezing night had faded into memory. I woke up, birds singing, dogs barking, the black room reflected the golden atmosphere outside, the cold had gone, the dreams gone, and now laying in my bed, i thought “it must have been nothing, i must have been hallucinating, yes that's it” i was confusing fiction and reality, i went to grab my phone it fell, i went to grab, then it disappeared, what? Startled, I stared at the empty spot where my phone had been moments ago. My mind raced, searching for an explanation, but nothing made sense. I rubbed my eyes, thinking perhaps exhaustion was playing tricks on me. Yet, the emptiness remained, and an eerie silence fell over the room. I cautiously waved my hand again, half-expecting something to happen—and in that moment, a faint shimmer began to form, flickering like a mirage. My heart pounded as I realized reality was bending in ways I couldn't understand. I thought, my phone, was here now it's, gone! Then i waved my hand again, a green toxic portal appeared, i peered into it, and their it was, on the ground, in a desert, “I'm confused’” he thought, i grabbed my phone, and the portal closed. “what was that”, he thought, he looked at his hands, saw his veins pumping, blood, racing through his veins,, like little bullets, shooting around inside him, he felt his heart, heard it pumping and pumping, “i need a coffee” he said, so he walked to the coffee machine, and as i walked along the cold slate tiles, i slipped on a dog toy, I tumbled, pressed my hands out to catch my fall, but this made it worse, another green portal emerged, and it sucked me into it like a hoover. I woke up on a red, rocky wasteland. The air was dry and thin, and the horizon stretched endlessly, painted with streaks of crimson and orange. Towering, jagged cliffs loomed in the distance, casting long shadows that danced in the flickering light of what seemed to be two suns. My head was spinning, my heart racing, and as I stood up, I noticed faint green embers lingering in the air where the portal had vanished. I brushed the red dust off my clothes and tried to gather my thoughts. “Where am I?” I murmured, but the eerie silence that followed was as loud as a roar. I felt a strange pull, almost like the ground itself was nudging me forward, urging me to move. As the shimmering portal vanished, he realized there was no escape. Frantically, he retraced his steps across the red, rocky wasteland, but the endless expanse offered no answers—only silence and despair. The twin suns burned relentlessly overhead, marking the passage of time that felt both fleeting and eternal. Days turned to weeks, his hope dwindling with each step. Alone in the crimson desolation, he finally came to accept the grim reality: he was stranded, with no way home. The barren wasteland became his new world, his prison, and his truth. He gazed out at the jagged cliffs and the endless expanse, whispering to himself, "This is my home now, I will never get back, I tried making another portal, just green sparks flew out of my hands, “why won't you work now, you wretched thing”, he cursed at the ground, the sky even himself, there was no use, he slumped to the ground a