Prompt: A swamp that is not a swamp but a spilled confession from a broken vending machine. Flowers, if you can call them that, are half-melted party favors taped to rusted clock parts. They spin. They hum the national anthem backward in a frequency only old CRT televisions can hear. Toxic green leaks into the swamp’s fake mud, which is actually leftover motor oil from a theme park that never opened. Petals try to bloom but glitch out, pixelating into shards of neon static that taste like burnt plastic when you look at them too long.
Somewhere in this mess, gears sprout roots that coil into extension cords, drinking from dead batteries and flickering hazard signs. The shadows crawl sideways, dragging half-formed petals into the water where they drown in noise. Every flower is an apology for a promise you never made — twisted toys gasping for relevance under a sky that forgot how to be dark.
Nothing is real but the squeaking of rubber stems scraping against broken glass. The flowers cough up metal teeth. A lonely fan oscillates above, powered by your last childhood memory, buzzing stale air over blossoms that forgot how to die. This is the garden where chaos pretends to be nature, machine parts float like lily pads, and every petal is a tiny confession: “I should not exist.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
