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Imagine you live in two worlds. One is our waking world; the other only exists while you sleep. Now imagine that all of your inspiration in the waking world comes from your dreams. There is nothing in the waking world that you need, nothing that you don't already have in the world of your dreams. Your waking friends are few and distant, more like acquaintances than anything else. You like it that way, because they cannot compare to the ones you've met while traveling in the world of your dreams, the Otherworld. Then one inconceivable night, the doors to the Otherworld slam shut, and you are left with night after night of dreamless sleep. How will you face the waking world alone? And, will you ever be able to open the doors to the Otherworld again?