BlackHeart Biohazards

My thoughts upon waking up with someone I appreciate being there.I would think it was my eyes playing tricks, a false awakening, or a paralysis.Anything to justify, rationalise in my head. Surely it can’t be, right?I stand up, eyes still blurry. I approach them slowly, pinch my cheek. I don’t wake up. I slowly find my voice. “Can’t we go to your world instead?”