The strangest dream...

Last night I had the strangest dream.

I woke up - or at least I thought I did - and there was a strange man standing over my bed. Now that I think about it, I'm not even sure if they were human...

They just stood there, watching me from the end of my bed. They were shrouded in darkness, and the only details I can remember were that he was wearing a trench coat and a fedora. The spaces where the eyes should have been faintly glowed red.

Behind the figure was the eye of the I.R.I.S. society.

This was all strange enough, but I could have sworn there was another figure in the room, standing in the corner. I couldn't make out any of his features, but I specifically remember there being a golden pocket watch dangling from his hand.

And then I woke up.