Let's find out.

You just kneel there in that Valley, where once it was a green and Luscious place to live, but now it is barren and gloomy. You didn't even spend more than a few minutes in your own dream, and not only did you see your own personal demon, but it was like he had some control over what was happening.

Why do you keep calling IT him? It's not a person. It just looked like one. It looked like... You.

"Wow..." a voice croaked behind you. " I know the phrase is 'you are your own worst enemy', but... whoa."

"I'm not in the mood, John," you dismiss.

"Look. With every plan you make, there's always the chance that it's going to backfire. That's why people make backup plans. Okay. Let's look at the positives: so you didn't get a chance to find out about yours and Tiffany's past, but you DID manage to find out something you don't like about yourself." Shockingly, that didn't make you feel better.

"And another thing, I practically could feel the heat of your... conviction. You know, you wanted to rewrite your own history, but you let history repeat itself to understand the truth. You have better self-control than I would have." John sat down beside you, and sighed. "I bet that Tiffany will have a different opinion of you after this."

"What are you talking about?" you asked.

"Remember how the Labyrinth connects all dreams unto a single location? The hallway?" You nod blankly. "And remember how you visited dreams and influenced them? How people recognized you in the real world?" You were with John so far. "Ok. That's because you've left an invisible, weak psychic trace every time you visit and leave a dream. You've left an impression in their dreams, their minds. And now that you looked your Demon in the eye, you left a psychic trace leading back from THIS dream. All the connections come together in the 'lobby', where you go when you sleep and when you're ejected from another person's dream."

You could hardly believe it. So that would explain why people are acting this way: 'why Shelly is so obsessed over my dick; why Bella is so enamored with me, no matter what; and why Tiffany is so comfy around me. For a time...' You made an impression in their heads to carry for the rest of their lives, probably.

"Hold on," you tell John. "What does any of that have to do with how Tiffany's opinion of me will change?"

"Well, let's see..." he replies sarcastically. "Because you were unaware of your connection in your own dream, and you just now met your own inner demon, he was able to leave an impression of his own in not only Tiffany, but also your loving teacher."

Oh, no... if that was true, would Bella's opinion of you change, as well?

"No. This is just a dream," you tell yourself. "He can't. They wouldn't..."