Tranquility in the Jungle
After you closed your eyes, you saw some strange personalities in your mind. Who are they? Your subconscious, aliens, glitches, angels? You didn't dwell on the question for long; you simply accepted their existence as a fact. They introduced themselves as Morning, Crabby, Wishmaster, Goomer, Mestearu, Nephela, Ariake, Ment, Nebo, Freud, Fragment, Master and Yashchur. You don't know why you need their names, but apparently, they are the ones who will keep you company on your trip...

And the trip turned out to be very colorful and vivid. You and all 13 of your new imaginary friends found yourselves in some kind of fairytale jungle. Together, you set out to explore these wilds. And as you moved from who knows where to who knows where, strange things—completely unrelated to each other logically—began to happen to some of the glitches (as you decided to call them).
For instance, on one of the stumps, someone was forcibly plucking Fragment. He already looked pale green, but his companion had no intention of stopping, pouring another portion of a disgusting-looking green liquid into Fragment's plastic cup (where did plastic come from in a fairytale jungle?) time and time again. You wanted to help him, but the path of the trip led you further...
You came upon a small clearing and saw a large man in armor teaching Nebo how to properly catch "quack-zabbies." The quack-zabbies were nimble, so he wasn't doing very well. After a while, Nebo cursed loudly and was about to move away from his "teacher," but his path was blocked by a strange-looking young man who began lecturing Nebo about blondes and brunettes. In the end, Nebo remained standing in that clearing, not knowing which way to run from his intrusive companions. As for you, you apologized to all three and passed by, deeper into the thicket.
The jungle seemed endless, and you were starting to get tired. When you stopped and sat under a tree, Morning sat down beside you. You had a pleasant chat about methods of extracting nectar from "gub-dulchiks," but your conversation was interrupted when you heard a sudden loud snap of a branch somewhere behind you. You jumped up and turned around, but only managed to notice the silhouette of a person with a backpack vanishing into the thicket of trees. It seems your "guest" didn't want to be noticed and hurried to retreat as soon as he blew his cover with that sharp sound.
From the sudden movement, your head began to spin. You closed your eyes in the dream and opened them back in real life. Immediately, you felt a severe headache and began to cough loudly. Looking at the clock, you saw that only ten minutes had passed...