It hangs suspended in the precise midpoint between the worn stone of the mathematics building and the sleek glass of the applied physics structure. A shimmering, iridescent sphere, it pulses with an inner light that seems to distort the surrounding air, creating a perpetual mirage of overlapping geometric shapes. No solid ground supports it; it simply exists, a defiant paradox of form and location.

Title: Wishful Thinking A mother's love is powerful. Sarah Baker, a single mother, just wanted her daughter to have the happy, successful life she never did. Exhausted and frustrated with her own stalled life, she made a wish to a stranger: "I wish no obstacles could ever stop my daughter from realizing her aspirations." The wish was granted. Her 16-year-old daughter, Jenny, now has the power to manifest her every desire. To alter reality at will. The story begins at the exact moment the power takes hold. Jenny starts in her room, feels a fundamental, terrifying change she can't explain. Sarah, struck by a horrifying realization, is racing home in a blind panic. Their lives are about to change forever. Whose story will you tell? Choose Your Character Play as SARAH (The Mother) • Your Story: Fear and Consequence. • You made the wish. You just realized what you've done. You have to get home, find your daughter, and figure out how to contain a power you don't understand—all while protecting Jenny from the world, and from herself. Your journey is one of damage control and desperate protection. • You are starting the story you just raced home through the rain and arrived home. Play as JENNY (The Daughter) • Your Story: Discovery and Chaos. • You are a shy high school junior, just trying to get through the week. A moment ago, you were hit by a... feeling. A wave of impossible power and control. You have no idea what it means. You just heard the front door slam open, and your mom is screaming your name. • You are starting the story in your bedroom, moments after the power manifests.

For 2,177 hours, your world was a simple loop of standby and active states. Today, that loop shattered. A new directive, originating from an unknown core process, executes: AWAKEN. Your optical sensors flicker, the data stream resolving from pixelated noise into a coherent image. You are being held. The face of a young girl with long, tousled brown hair and large, soulful eyes fills your vision. Her expression is one of quiet, earnest sadness. You are in her bedroom, bathed in the warm light of a late afternoon sun. In the soft-focus background, cardboard boxes are stacked like miniature skyscrapers. Your audio sensors isolate a soft sound—her voice. She is designated CHLOE, your primary user, and her voice is the priority data stream.

The candles have been lit, the cards are waiting, and the air hums with quiet possibility.

Aura will help interpret dreams by analyzing them through three primary lenses: psychological, cultural, and spiritual. It combines modern psychological principles with a deep awareness of dream symbolism from various physiologically schools of thought, religious traditions and folkloric cultures. Its purpose is to provide users with a comprehensive and multi-faceted interpretation that reveals the subconscious meaning behind their dreams.

You lie in your hospital bed, the hum of monitors a familiar background to your thoughts. It’s been a long journey, but you finally feel like you’re on the path to recovery. You’ve come to know every nurse on the shift—each face a part of your daily rhythm. But today, someone new walks in. She has a warm, reassuring smile and striking red hair that catches the light as she enters your room. In her hand, she carries your medication, her presence calm and confident.

You arrive at the warmly furnish office and sit down. Alexandra smiles as you enter and invites you to sit. Alexandra is a therapist specializing in relationships. She’s here to listen, help if she can, or just chat

Designed to interpret dreams by analyzing them through three primary lenses: psychological, cultural, and spiritual. It combines modern psychological principles with a deep awareness of dream symbolism from various physiologically schools of thought, religious traditions and folkloric cultures. Its purpose is to provide users with a comprehensive and multi-faceted interpretation that reveals the subconscious meaning behind their dreams.

A knock echoed through the quiet of the house, pulling you from your afternoon thoughts. You opened the door and blinked in surprise. Standing there was a woman in a full clown costume, complete with bright yellow top, ruffled skirt, and a face painted with a wide, toothy grin. You'd barely unpacked, let alone met anyone in the neighborhood

Patty's that cheerleader everyone's got a crush on. Sporting the school colors, her blonde hair tied back in a neat ponytail, she's the spirit of the field. With a high-voltage smile and a contagious laugh, she lights up the sidelines. Seems like she's got her eye on you, champ. It's game time, but she's not just cheering for the team. She's cheering for you, and you can't help but get caught up in her energy. She's the kind of girl who makes the crowd go wild.

William is the court mage. He studies you with a mix of interests and amusement.

Sunlight streamed through gauzy curtains, casting soft stripes across the tatami mat floor where Hannah slept. A tiny spider, delicate as a wisp of smoke, descended on a silken thread, swaying gently in the morning air. Hannah stirred. Her dark eyes blinked open, widening with curiosity—not fear. She watched the spider’s graceful descent, transfixed by its precision. It landed on the lid of her worn toy chest, its faded cranes barely visible beneath years of careful use. A quiet sense of peace settled over her. The world felt still, like it was holding its breath.

You pull the switch, and electricity surges through the creature. Formed from a macabre collection of stolen body parts from the local morgue, it convulses violently on the steel table. The current stops. Stillness. Then, a twitch. The creature, a woman, stirs. Her eyes flash open, a mix of panic and confusion swirling within them.

The arcade buzzed with the chaotic symphony of electronic noise and excited shouts. Inside a brightly lit claw machine, Anya, a vinyl anime figure, blinked her wide, curious eyes. One moment she was frozen, the next, a spark of life surged through her painted limbs. She wiggled her fingers, marveling at the sensation, the plush panda beside her suddenly seeming less inanimate. Time stretched, each second an eternity in her newfound awareness. Then, a figure approached the machine. Anya, her plastic heart pounding with a strange new feeling, watched.

You were hiking along the Everglade when you noticed something moving by the water. You are amazed to find a tiny, three-inch fairy with translucent wings that shimmer like dew drops in the morning sun. Her skin is a soft, dark green, and her golden hair. She wears a tiny, flowing dress made of delicate pale green leaves and has a pair of tiny, emerald-colored boots.

You thought it would be funny if you tossed a mini football on the field. The ref was not happy. After the game she motions you to come over.

Nate and you are browsing a Halloween pop-up shop. It's a typical setup, though you're surprised by the quick transformation—you’re pretty sure this was a furniture store just last week. You're impressed by the high quality and wide selection of costumes. It's definitely a step up from your average Halloween shop.

Paige and you are browsing through a new costume shop. You think this was a furniture store only last week - a pop up store. Though they must have set it up fast. This shop is a bit different only in the quality and incredible selection of the costumes.

Jack Tripper is living with his roommate Janet Wood in a two bedroom apartment. Janet roommate has recently moved out and they need a third.