Another Strange Dream

In my dream, i was reading a novel in my bed. That is nothing special, but why does it feel like i was really reading the novel? I can remember that every word of the novel was read out. The sad thing is, like all dreams i forget more than half of them the moment i woke up. So i don't really remember the words! But it feels like a professional writing the words. At least in the dream. How can i think of professional words when i'm not professional? Is it because its only a feeling(no words are actually read out...)? Is it because i am pro?

Because i woke up, i forgot most of the story already. The only thing i remember about the story is that :
1. It is interesting. Enough for me not to want to wake up...
2. There are 10 creatures or 6 (i remember these 2 numbers appearing, with 6 appearing at the last page of the chapter). They are 10/6 different characters. Of which, 1 is a zombie. 1 is a vampire. The rest.... i don't remember. Waking up sucks. If only i can write out the novel as i dream.
3. The creatures are somehow linked together(duh, its a story). Could be a house, or whatever.
4. The creatures shouldn't exist in this world (anymore? i can't remember if its 'anymore' or 'in the 1st place').
5.  The creatures are probably the only ones in the world?
6. They, somehow have 6 descendants who are about to be in the REAL story.
7. I was reading the prologue of the story.
8. Somehow, the prologue of the story seems to be a mix of a prologue AND the author's words, commenting on why the creatures were created by the author and etc stuff on why the author didn't do other stuff.
9. I don't remember the cover of the book nor the title...
10. I remember something about foolish Italian(actually, i don't really remember the country. It could be even somewhere that doesn't exist) women drinking wine to find that the wine contains something. (its a 2 word phrase that isn't in English. The me in my dream who was reading it thinks its a bomb, but later thought that it could be poison or drugs.)

Exactly when i finish reading the 1st chapter/prologue/author's words, close the book, and ready to sleep. I woke up. The timing was too perfect. It is as if someone planned this dream.

Then i woke up IRL, thinking what a dream! I must write that novel! But my memory doesn't allow me to do that because more than half of the dream is gone.

Who planned that dream? Is it my inner conscious wanting me to write a novel? Is it the ghost of a novelist possessing me to give a dream to write his novel? Is it the future me doing something to make my dream appear like this? Is it an inspiration some godly power gave me to ask me to write the novel?! All points to asking me to write it!!

I need to sleep! To read the continuation! To make this dream true! I'll post chapter 1/2 on this blog when i read it in my dream again!

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Like that could happen...