Dreams, illusions, fantasies.
Until now, I had treated them almost casually—tools I could slip in and out of with ease.
But after everything that just happened, after facing something that should never have existed… I could no longer ignore a simple truth.
This power isn't something an ordinary human should use so lightly.
Even if it was mine.
Even if I'd grown used to it.
'I should really stop using dream-related abilities for a while.'
My heart was still pounding a little too fast, as though it hadn't fully returned from that strange realm.
And honestly, when I thought about it… I had been slipping in and out of dreams far too often lately.
Almost like something was drawing me in on purpose.
And danger—real danger—could appear again without warning.
Trying to steady my breathing, I turned my attention back to reality and approached the wall.
A small, almost invisible slot lay embedded in the stone.
I lifted the key.
Click.
