A very Strange Dream

Omni Pov

Noah is a young and enthusiastic student who possesses an unbridled passion for anime and manga. With an insatiable curiosity for the imaginative and the fantastical, he approaches his love for these mediums with both fervor and a discerning eye.

Physically, Noah may have a youthful appearance that matches his age, with perhaps a touch of stylish quirkiness in his choice of clothing that reflects his favorite anime characters or trends. His eyes often light up with excitement whenever the conversation steers towards the latest anime series or manga releases.

Noah's personality is a lively blend of creativity and camaraderie. He is the kind of student who can often be found engaging in animated discussions about plot twists, character dynamics, and art styles with fellow enthusiasts. His knowledge spans across a diverse range of genres, from action-packed shonen to emotionally rich slice-of-life stories, showcasing his versatile taste and appreciation for the medium.

As a student, Noah strikes a balance between his academic responsibilities and his anime and manga interests. He may dedicate some of his free time to sketching characters in his notebook or jotting down his thoughts on the latest episodes he's watched. His room might be adorned with posters of his favorite series, and shelves lined with an extensive collection of manga volumes and figurines.

In social circles, Noah's passion becomes his bridge to forming connections. He enjoys attending anime conventions, cosplay events, and joining anime clubs at school, where he bonds with like-minded peers who share his enthusiasm. His ability to share his insights and recommendations makes him a valuable resource for others seeking new shows to watch or manga to read.

Noah's appreciation for anime and manga goes beyond mere entertainment; he sees them as avenues for exploring different perspectives, emotions, and creative storytelling. His dedication to these mediums not only brings him joy but also shapes his understanding of art, narrative, and the power of imagination.

Noah walks through the bustling city streets with a hint of wonder in his eyes. As he takes in the urban landscape, the towering buildings seem to touch the sky, casting long shadows over the vibrant sidewalks. Neon signs flicker in the early evening dusk, painting the cityscape in an array of captivating colors. People hurry past him, lost in their own worlds, each with their own stories to tell.

With a slight smile, Noah gazes at the cityscape, appreciating the symphony of sights and sounds that surround him. He finds beauty in the way the sunlight filters through the gaps between the skyscrapers, creating patterns of light and shadow that dance along the pavement. Every passerby seems to have a purpose, a destination, a life intertwined with the urban rhythm.

After a while, the weariness of the day starts to catch up with Noah. He feels the weight of his tired feet, a reminder of the miles he's covered. His eyes, once full of curiosity, now show a touch of fatigue. The excitement he had for exploring the city is still there, but it's now accompanied by the comfort of knowing he'll soon find solace at home.

With a contented sigh, Noah retraces his steps back to his apartment. The familiarity of his route brings a sense of calm, as if the city's energy has followed him, providing a gentle push forward. Finally, he unlocks the door to his home, stepping into his own personal sanctuary.

The lights cast a warm glow, and the scent of familiarity envelops him as he enters. His living space is a reflection of his interests, adorned with posters of anime characters and shelves lined with manga volumes. A plush beanbag in the corner beckons him, promising relaxation and rest.

Noah sheds his shoes and sinks into the beanbag, letting out a sigh of relief. He closes his eyes, allowing the weariness to melt away as he replays the day's sights and sounds in his mind. The rhythmic hum of the city outside becomes a soothing lullaby, wrapping around him like a cozy blanket.

As the evening deepens into night, Noah's eyelids grow heavy. The remnants of the city's vibrancy blend with the tranquility of his surroundings, creating a serene atmosphere. With a gentle smile on his lips, he succumbs to the embrace of sleep, dreams of anime worlds and cityscapes intertwining as he drifts into a well-deserved slumber.

In the realm of dreams, Noah's consciousness begins to shift. As the boundaries between reality and imagination blur, he finds himself in an altered state, where sensations and perceptions take on a surreal quality.

Amidst the depths of slumber, Noah perceives a distant chorus of voices, faint and indistinct at first. These voices seem to echo from various directions, intertwining in a murmured symphony. As his mind becomes more attuned to the dreamlike soundscape, he starts to discern words – fragmented yet hauntingly clear.

"Push , push" Said an Unknown person ?

their cadence rhythmic and urgent. The repetition of these words seems to reverberate through the dream realm, wrapping around his senses like an ethereal mist. Each utterance of the phrase carries a weight, a sense of insistence that can be both reassuring and unsettling.

As Noah's awareness deepened, he realized that he was no longer adrift in a boundless dreamscape. A newfound sensation of enclosure settled upon him. It was as if the dream itself had manifested a confined space, its walls seemingly drawing closer with every passing moment. The air felt tight, and his surroundings seemed to press in on all sides.

The voices persisted, their whispers growing more insistent as they urged, "Push, push." The rhythmic cadence of their words matched the beating of his heart, creating a surreal synchronicity between the dream and his own internal rhythm. Noah's confusion mingled with a sense of survival, driven by the urgency embedded within those persistent words.

Moreover Noah feels there is someone else with him now , he don´t know how or why but he feel it.

'Such a weird dream' Noah thought

He then feel like the space is getting smaller and smaller.

'I have to get out of here' Thinks Noah

He tries to move but he can´t.

'What has happen to me?'

He feels like his body is smaller and that it´s not responding to his orders.

'I have to get out of here real fast' Thought Noah with a sense of Urgency.

He try to see something.

But he can´t.

He try to touch something or at least grab something.

But then again he can´t.

In desesperation he begin to move searching to achive something.

Anything that helps him escape this torture and hellish place.

Suddenly he feels a small breeze.

He tries to search that as he begin to hear more clear the voices that were outside with that strange chant of "Push , push".

Noah feels that he is very close to suffocating himself.

But he still push in order to survive.

Like he always do.

And because of his insistense or maybe because of his survival instincts.

He made it.