'Dream Entry day nine

I was in an elevator. There were glass windows on all of the walls, but outside of the windows it was all black. I could feel the elevator swishing up, going faster and faster.

Then it stopped. The elevator doors creaked open. And standing on the other side was the shadowy figure of a guy.

Then I woke up.'

Gilbert slammed down the book.

"HOW HARD IS IT TO IMPLANT A HAPPY THOUGHT INTO YOUR BIRDY BRAIN!" Skylar just stared at him. "I'm going to give you some of my favorite sleepy time tea, the kind with rose essence in it. And everyone knows that roses make you have good dreams."

"I didn't know that," Aldwyn said as he looked up from the dream journal that he had picked up and begun reading.

"So before you go to sleep you will drink a cup of..."

"No, Gilbert. I don't want to do this. I give up on trying to plow through, my dreams should be my business and my business only."

"Oh, I see how it is." Gilbert stormed out of the room. Immediately after the door slammed, Aldwyn and Skylar collapsed on the floor laughing.