It was just a dream.

A dream that had made me wake up in a withered reality.

Reality was something I had always feared, over the years I had taken refuge in a cloud of fantasy and hope as my reality completely crumbled. Those needles that I thought at some point had stopped only ran over me, throwing every piece of my being away, taking away something I never really had. Those needles turned me into what I had always feared.

A spectre.