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 nods.

"Wow. You're really holding onto your self control. I'm impressed. I still don't think you'll make it to day seven, but at this rate, you could get close. I dare you to try to keep it up, though. You're going to slip up eventually and boy will I enjoy that." She bites her lip.

Cackling like a demon, she fades away.

Day one finished. That wasn't so bad...