"Huh? This is not the usual dream I have." Sam said to himself as he looked around, there was nothing really here, beside a low lying fog.

The fog went up just to his knees and was thick enough that he couldn't see through it. The feeling he had was that this was no normal dream, but then a dream normally is surreal in of itself. The problem he had was that it felt real in nature, but that of itself was surreal as he was sure this was a dream. It was like something in him told him that this dream was the true reality and earth where he lived for thirty years or so was a dream he just woke from...