Dreams are usually jumbles of both desires or flaws we rather not acknowledge. But there is one particular dream in one particular teenage girl that really stands out. It is characterized by an abstract world, it means something, but it can't be quite described. That world has a lot scenarios, and she walks through them, one by one, until she remotely almost finds an unknown, mysterious friend, but couldn't trust her reason.

The contents and numbers of those scenarios are unknown, possibly because they didn't have any content or any number. But it covered everything, regrets were amplified to the power of one hundred, possibly even more. 

Her intuition is almost overwhelmed, she couldn't trust anything or anyone, not because they were untrustworthy or anything like that, but because they were all so rational. They couldn't speak at age five, so they had to develop a very unintuitive mind that a simple teenager couldn't grasp but knew everything she did.

Those figures, are in fact, extensions of her mind and of her friends, not her current friends, but future friends if she could have gone beyond intuition. They are not cold, they are not unethical in any way, it's just that it's complicated to accept anyone whose style isn't like us.

But wait, there is another thing. She just got attracted to one of the figures. They looked cute, perhaps everyone looks cute, so we don't know what figure. It isn't a particular type of attraction that most would think about, it's just attraction at its basic level.

The figures are sociable, they are shy at first, but it's easy to talk about anything. But no, the moment she got attracted to one of them, she ran, because they were anxious or something like that. She doesn't know what happened, because no one wants to know what actually happened.

A cube hit her gently. This cube doesn't contain anything, but it has some weird energy. She touched the cube, which led her to a black sphere inside the cube. But the cube doesn't contain anything and at the same time, it does contain something. What is it about? This is cosmology and at the same time how she feels like right now in abstract representation. It's a gravastar or something else, she doesn't know for sure.

She got vaporized inside the cube and inside the sphere. Or maybe not, because nothing makes, absolutely nothing. The environment has been magnified by a factor of a thousand, she has the size of a hundred microns. And her friends are also the size of a hundred microns, because everything is proportional.

The scene changes. It becomes purple or whatever dark color there is. The sphere becomes a circle, a white or yellow light, the color superimpose, no one knows the true color of anything. She is being inside a block, on the balcony, whose shape is undetermined because it has thousands of dimensions. There are other figures below who walk, and then suddenly, large parallelograms drive around and separate the figures. The parallelograms are going at fifty or sixty units per hour.

Who can afford to board the bus? The bus is covered differently depending on where you, the reader, are right now, but we have to assume, it's not very good coverage. So, she is left alone, again, inside a box that is the bus. It goes nowhere.

No, it does go nowhere, it goes somewhere, it has to. And it eventually stops in the middle of nowhere, near a huge highway with lots of parallelograms driving around. It is not necessarily a field, it is the middle of an interchange.

It isn't safe, isn't it? No, but the shapes stops, so it becomes safe again. A figure steps out of the car, and she approaches it.

FIGURE: I like you very much, you know?
GIRL: Oh, but why? I'm not nice at all.
FIGURE: Because you are so much more...
GIRL: What do you even mean?
FIGURE: I don't know, it's just that there is a charm to you...
GIRL: Oh, I don't even understand...

Suddenly, the figure vanishes into air, and the shapes resume activity, the interchange becoming unsafe again. This is urban sprawl, or home, depending on how you look at it. But it doesn't matter at all, because that's what her heart is portraying right now.

Now, there is nothing to do. But then there are quarks, they have to do something. The quarks collide, they create a proton and electron, they combine, now it's the first atom of hydrogen in this universe. This is not exact science, but it's better than nothing.

More hydrogen atoms form, they make molecules, the molecules multiply, and they form a nebula, which covers the entire interchange. She is stuck in fumes, she can't see anything

The interchange crumbles. She is in free fall. The ground cracks. She is still in free fall. Welcome to the Void, or wait, it's not a Void, there is always matter. It's a vacuum, welcome to space in sleep. A huge, reddish sphere appears, with green and blue patches.

She approaches the sphere and then lands on it. It's the first time that the colors are clear, but she can't breath, the atmosphere is too thin, she has nothing and is alone in that place, forever and ever, until something arrives from a distance.

A rover with a mirror is approaching her. She picks up the mirror and looks at it. There are freckles on her face, brown waves that frame her features beautifully, green eyes with scattered light, a smooth skin filled with imperfection and a large body, it's no wonder that the figure from before found her to be nice, but there is more.

She turns the mirror on its back side and sees a list of words being associated with her, and there is a lot less negativity than expected, even though the words are not entirely clear and none of them can be remembered. She is surprised by this realization, but still doesn't accept it, at all.

DISTANT VOICE: We searched every part of the forest, and we found... nothing. The girl is nowhere to be found, and we are not even sure if we really have to find her. In fact, the only reason we are searching for her is that she's cute, both inside and out. Beyond having feelings for her, there is absolutely no other reason.

The distant voice approaches her, it's getting closer and closer, and then... nothing. All in a sudden, her arms wrap around a cylinder made out of nothing from the previous scenes. She is having butterflies in her stomach, a warm fuzzy feeling that is surrounding her.

Is it going to end? No, it's not going to end, at least, no one wants that to happen, but the end happens, the butterflies have flown away, forever and ever.

The sun is rising near her window, and she is transported not into her room, but a mysterious place with sharp edges that's impossible to describe. A figure walks her trough it, putting an arm on her shoulder, and then as she is about to reach a white frame, the figure submerges into the black liquid below and she is finally awake.