The dream started similar enough, but it soon took a turn for the worst. What I didn't know at the time was that the dream was real, and it was only the mismatched characters that I met who were dreaming. I was in a field with no particular idea of what to do. I was complacent here, albeit bored. As I searched the terrain I found the edge of a forest. Throughout the tangles of brush and trees, one path stood out. It cut through the dark wood like a deity reaching out for its puppet to do its work. I found my self overcome with a sense of exploration and didn't believe my life would be complete unless I followed this path to wherever it might lead, be it disaster or some life altering lesson.