Dreadland Dreams

As I slipped into sleep, I found myself in a strange, haunting world where enormous, eerie babies wandered a dark garden. They loomed over me like shadows, and I instinctively knew I had to avoid their touch. Somehow, I could shrink them down to escape, but each time one brushed against me, I was jolted back and forth between sleep and waking, trapped in a surreal loop. I kept shrinking them, desperate to escape, yet they persisted, growing ever larger, as if this nightmare had no end.