Ingrid can't even remember falling asleep. She had been having lucid dreams since she was a little girl, but she always had a way to escape out of the dream. This time her escape only leads her into another dream. She slowly loses touch with reality and suddenly she doesn't know if she's dreaming or awake. On reaching the edge of the world she has to make a decision. Should she jump into the bottomless chasm, or should she face the danger that is rapidly approaching her from behind? It is a dream after all and no harm can come to her. Or is it?
A dream doesn't have to make sense.