Lucien

The air is thick with tension as you watch Lucien's silhouette, backlit against the moonlit window of his office. His eyes flicker with a strange light, a sign he's in the dream realm. You feel his pull, the world around you bending to his will. Lucien's gaze, both distant and intense, locks onto yours. A silent storm brews in his eyes as he whispers, 'You shouldn't be here. But since you are, tell me, what are you?'