Maybe a happy ending

He said he'll love for us to work on his boot campaign. I don't even know why I am sitting here under this dramatic light and explaining why Mr. Jakes of everything he does asked that Mr. Avil and I work together. I mean, I understand that we'll give him the publicity he needs... I do not understand why the boss is staring so intently at me, like I'll want to work with someone like that. I am feeling unnecessarily pissed with each second that the clock ticks. "You'll work with him, but do not get too close to being caught, and make sure your mission is a success." You'll think the instructions meant I should take care of myself, but it is always about what the sync wants and how they want it and never about what you as an individual feel.

It's night again, and as I lay in the silence of my room, I cannot help but start to place a lot of puzzles together. Someone is in my room; it looks like a dwarf. I don't think it knows that I can see it. O dearest maker, what is going on... I pinched myself to be certain I wasn't dreaming; a dwarf is lurking in my room and frantically searching for something. It appeared in my room out of the blue... Should I scream?? I think it realized that I saw it when I pulled out my pocket knife; it gave me an intense look and left... What is some spiritual dwarf doing in my room?? Why is a dwarf in my room and searching for something? I could not stop thinking of the possibilities of more problems with the appearance of that thing when a phone call came in. It is my manager; he called to inform me that I have a meeting with Mr. Jake, his team, and Mr. Avil to discuss the boot campaign since the boss already confirmed that I'll be taking the deal. Even my management is fraud; I felt frustrated at the moment and honestly wanted to cry because of the journey ahead, but tears are not something I should entertain in my present life; besides, a tear has never solved anything.

Please don't do this. Who are you?? Do not come closer to me; get away from me. I do not know you. Maya kept screaming and kicking in her sleep. It was the dwarf, and this time he came with a dagger ready to use it on her in the middle of a bush at night. She didn't know how she got there, but she'd never imagined dying in some unknown place feeling helpless. She was tied; she couldn't muster the strength to fight. All she heard and saw herself do was cry, kick, and plead, but the dwarf kept repeating the same words: "You must take the fail; this is your fault." What in the world? I screamed as I got up from the nightmare. Did I overthink about the dwarf?? Might have even been an imagination; I am not certain about this, but this dream felt so real and scary... Why do I feel scared of something that was produced by my imagination?? I am mentally exhausted... The beep from my clock reminded me that I was already thirty minutes behind my schedule and had to get myself to the bathroom... There's a leaf in my carpet; on closer look, it actually looks like a grass. Images from my dreams keep popping into my brain, and I might have seen a yellowish grass in the bush I was taken to in my dream. I turned around frantically, trying to see if I could spot the dwarf or any other thing that could indicate the possibility of my dream being real. Who is the dwarf??

Why is it in my room?? In my dreams??

I feel unsafe right now... My manager called for the tenth time, and I hurried to get to my destination...