A Paper Stamp

I wake up.

What is this place?
I see a rock falling up.
"Wait, what?", I ask myself
"Am I dreaming?"
The rock is no longer there. Must have gone to space by now.
"Oh well."
"Wait, did I actually do it?", I think to myself confused.
"Holy, I'm lucid dreaming! Finally!"
Something's off.

I wake up.

In my hand is a sword.
"Wow, it sure is shiny. I like it, mhm.", I say
I swing it a couple of times and get used to the weight.
The sun is shining in the sky and it's warm. This weather is perfect.
"Well, let's kill some low-level mobs for now, shall we?"
And there it is. A small slime. Walking towards me, with a smile on its face.
"Eh, fine by me, I guess."
I jump to it and stab it.
"That ought to do it."
I hear a scream.

I wake up.

This room looks unfamiliar.
I try to make out the pattern on the walls, but I can't.
"My clothes are so wet, it's raining cats and dogs."
Annoyed, I take my clothes off and put them into laundry.
"In the meantime, why not enjoy some tea?"
I open the door to the kitchen.

I wake up.

I see two grand mages and they are preparing to cast a lightning attack.
"Oh shit!"
I hastily cast a reflection spell and take out my sword to attack them while they're busy.
"Whew, almost got me, bastards."
The lightning bolt comes towards me.

I wake up.

"Huh, what is this room now?"
I try to move my hands, but I can't. Weird, isn't it?
It's the room I've never seen before.
In front of me is a lamp, so bright it's blinding me.
I squint my eyes and look down.
I see a bunch of photos.
One of them has a picture of somebody holding a knife and stabbing a child.
Gross.

In comes a person, but I can't make out their face.
And they say, "You're in a lot of trouble, kid".
I ask, "What?".
They show me a zip bag. In it is a paper stamp.

"Oh"

But I don't wake up.