Adam Wateley was dreaming. In his dream he was an incorporeal entity in the front seat of an European car, barging through a side-alley in a destitute part of Las Vegas. As he was dreaming, a man named Leigh Cromwell was driving an European car, barging through a side-alley in a destitute part of Las Vegas. The perspective of the two men was different. Leigh Cromwell saw the alley with his mere physical eyes, seeing the brown-filtered street for the dead-end that it was. Adam saw and felt somewhere much greener. All his senses engaged in the scene. His senses were covered by a thin, greasy film reminiscent of a layer of motor oil on an evaporating puddle next to a very cheap auto repair shop. Red strands of blood rage emanated from the large, corporeal man. Puppet strings made of the same aetherial film pulled at his brains. Leigh Cromwell was not himself anymore.
"Traitor! Warlock! Die!' Leigh said. The attention of both the man and the dreamer shifted. There were two people in the alley, running. One was a scrawny man in a dusty and torn suit. The other was a woman, too beautiful to be human. She wore a dress of silver cloth, and sapphires in her hair.
Adam was a passive observer here. He should have hated it. He was a man of action. But it was a dream and he knew that sometimes, in dreams you had to let go of control. So, without a …show more content…
What had been the certainty of dreaming was trying desperately to invade his waking mind. The dream-sight told him that the woman next to him was losing her faith in god. It was telling him that- no, he had resigned not to pay attention to whatever strange things that what must have been simple leftovers from his nightmare told him. He saw that the stewardess would ask for trash before she did. He saw himself landing safely. He saw an old man with a graying tonsure haircut killing a young man with a smile on his face. That was when he was forced to admit that he was seeing the
"Traitor! Warlock! Die!' Leigh said. The attention of both the man and the dreamer shifted. There were two people in the alley, running. One was a scrawny man in a dusty and torn suit. The other was a woman, too beautiful to be human. She wore a dress of silver cloth, and sapphires in her hair.
Adam was a passive observer here. He should have hated it. He was a man of action. But it was a dream and he knew that sometimes, in dreams you had to let go of control. So, without a …show more content…
What had been the certainty of dreaming was trying desperately to invade his waking mind. The dream-sight told him that the woman next to him was losing her faith in god. It was telling him that- no, he had resigned not to pay attention to whatever strange things that what must have been simple leftovers from his nightmare told him. He saw that the stewardess would ask for trash before she did. He saw himself landing safely. He saw an old man with a graying tonsure haircut killing a young man with a smile on his face. That was when he was forced to admit that he was seeing the