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SINGULARITY

Your fever has grown stronger — and because of this, the events occurring in your dreams have become much more chaotic and difficult to perceive. This is how you found yourself in some kind of warped-mirror labyrinth that seemed to consist of fractals. It was hard to navigate such a place, so you asked a nearby glitch, who turned out to be Fragment, for help, but he refused you, claiming he had no time for you because he was trying to hide from some strange pursuer.
Upset, you began to wander aimlessly through the mirrored halls. In one of them, you saw a couple holding hands and chatting sweetly with each other, looking at themselves in distorted mirrors. You stared at the red-haired girl for a long time, trying to remember who she reminded you of, but you couldn't and walked on.
Eventually, after a long time of wandering, you managed to find the exit and leave these endless mirrored halls. It turned out that all this time you had been in an amusement park, and the building with the fractals was just one of the attractions. It was deep into the night outside, and at the entrance, Master was arguing with a potato-guard who refused to let him into the labyrinth, claiming he was still too small.
You shrugged and walked further. Looking at the stalls with various strange souvenirs and treats, you realized you really needed to use the restroom. Finding the local bathroom, you felt a bit tense, as there wasn't a soul around and the light inside flickered ominously, occasionally cutting out. When you entered the only stall that was free, you discovered that there wasn't even a toilet; instead, there was a strange hatch with “Singularity” written on it. Without understanding why, you lifted the hatch and climbed down a flimsy rope ladder. Somehow, you found yourself back in the mirrored corridor from the beginning of the dream, but this time there was a marble door at its end. You stepped through it — and found yourself in a small room containing only a round table with a candle, which served as the sole light source, and a birdcage covered with a thick cloth. You didn't want to see what was inside, but you reached out and yanked the curtain away. You immediately screamed when you saw the severed head of Morning inside. Strangely, there was almost no blood, and the expression on the deceased's face was completely peaceful. Clamped in Morning's teeth was a postcard. With trembling hands, you took it out and began to examine it. On the postcard, an anchor, a helm, and either a rocket or a torpedo were drawn very primitively, as if by a child's hand, and on the back, a riddle was crookedly written in the same scribbles: “When was mute Leo born?” You understood nothing and bitterly placed the postcard back on the table. You were about to leave and call the other glitches for help, but when you looked at Morning's head one last time, you discovered with horror that instead of his face, your own was now there. You shrieked frantically and woke up on a hospital bed...