This set piece is a dream I had. The reason I find this important, is that this was one of the first dreams where I was actually conscious of the fact that I was in a dream. It fascinated me how your brain could conjure up something so realistic, yet so completely absurd at the same time. I tried using third person. The reason I used third person was that I wanted to elaborate some things that I wouldn’t have been able to in first person. Also, it was the first thing I thought of, and I couldn’t be bothered trying to switch it to first person. My favorite part was the ending, where the investigator dies, because it helps to elaborate the absurdity of the scenario, and how insane dreams are, yet you only realize this after the fact. I also tried using fancy adjectives.

It was a cold, rainy evening. When the investigator and his partner tracked the missing persons case to the sewers. Upon entering the tunnels they found a chewed, mangled body. Then they saw the shadowy figures approaching. When they finally came into the circle of light cast by their lamps, the investigator finally understood. He yelled to his partner to run as the creatures dashed for them. Pulling out his sidearm, the investigator fired into the horde as he sprinted for the ladder. ascending as fast as he could, he launched hot lead as fast as he could blindly down the hole into the mass rapidly rising towards him. Reaching the top, he slammed the manhole cover down and latched it into place, hoping it would hold. Looking about, he cried out to his partner. Receiving no response, he commenced racing down the path, hoping that she had made it out. Sliding around the corner, he was tackled by one of the creatures. When he endeavored to yank out his gun, the beast slapped it away. Grappling with the monster, he struggled desperately to keep its talons away from him, as the monster tried to shove him to the ground. Then the investigator tripped. In a futile attempt to prevent himself from falling, the investigator made the calamitous blunder of putting an arm on the ground, freeing one of the creature's arms. The monster's claws grew lengthy and sharpened, and it pierced them into the investigator’s chest, penetrating his heart. Expeditiously leaking life juice, the investigator prayed that his partner had escaped as he shut his eyes for the final time.