Waking up wasn't like waking up.
When you came right down to it, she didn't think she had ever really been awake or asleep, at least in the way normal people used those words. In a way it was as if she were always asleep, and only moved from one dream to another. In that way, her life — what little of it she remembered — was like peering into an endless hall of mirrors.
This dream was a nightmare.