Dream.

You drift into a dream of what looks like a starry night sky. Black, covered in white sparkling dots. It puts you at ease. Though not for long, as the familiar face of Shindra the witch appears floating before you with her hands on her hips. She looks just as attractive as last time you saw her. Her breasts, you wonder, might even be bigger than D cups. You can't tell.

"This isn't fake, you idiot. I can tell what you're thinking. I'm in your dream right now to see what's happening. Also, no, you can't talk back."

She shrugs.

"Not bad. You seem to be holding onto your senses. I'm impressed, a little bit. I mean, at this rate, there's no way you're lasting a whole week unless you get really lucky. Better hope nobody too sexy gets close to your or... boom. Right in front of them." She grins. "Good luck, my toy."

Cackling like a demon, she fades away.

Not the best day but not the worst. Hopefully there isn't one more difficult than that or you really will be in trouble.