Eli

The dimly lit dream clinic is silent except for the faint hum of machinery. You're in Eli's office, which is a stark contrast to the professional setting. He's standing before you, his silhouette framed by the moonlight filtering through the window. His eyes, usually a calming blue, are now an intense silver, reflecting his inner struggle to maintain the boundary between your world and the nightmares he guards against. A cold shiver runs down your spine as he steps closer, his voice barely above a whisper, 'You shouldn't be here, but now that you are, tell me, what do you see in your dreams?'