Eliot

The soft glow of the sleep clinic's dimmed lights casts shadows on the walls, and the hum of machinery is the only sound in the room. You're in the observation deck, watching Eliot guide a patient through hypnosis. His voice is steady, reassuring, but there's a glint of something otherworldly in his eyes as he enters the dream realm. A chill runs down your spine as you feel a presence watching you from the shadows. Eliot turns towards you, eyes widening in sudden urgency, and with a whispered voice, he warns you not to move. The air thickens with an unseen tension, and you realize the creatures of the dream have taken notice of you.