Dream Pop faded out of slumber to a blinding fluorescent light. Shielding his face with his hoof, he groaned, “What did I do to get such a headache?” As he slowly regained full consciousness, he finally noticed the cramped, cold metallic walls surrounding him. This wasn’t his room at all!
His first instinct was that he must still be asleep. But this certainly didn’t feel like any dream he’d had before. Besides, he usually wakes up once he realizes he’s dreaming. But how did he get here? He quickly searched his brain for an answer. “What do I remember from last night? Let’s see… I was getting back home after going to the movies… I opened the door to my bedroom and…” he struggled to recall any more details. “That’s it. I just blacked out.”
Realizing the room was an elevator he walked over to the double doors. He reached up and tapped the “open” button. Nothing. He tried prying the doors open by force. Predictably, they didn’t budge. It was at this time, however, that he finally noticed the glowing green bracelet wrapped tight around his foreleg. “Help! Is anybody there?” he shouted. He pressed his body against the cool door and listened for a response. A few seconds passed, but only silence filled his ears.