“In my Dreams…”

Sighing, “Ohhh boy” Andy said, looking down, shaking her head.

“What’s happening”? Vince asked.

“Don’t look at me. I don’t know what’s going on either.” her eyes wide as she replied while scanning the area around them.

“What is this place”? he asked as he also surveyed their surroundings..

She sighed heavily, not very anxious to answer, but she did. “I think…we are in my dream…” “What!?” he cuts her off angrily.

“Look, I’ve dreamed this place before. This place isn’t real, you know it, there’s no way this place could exist, and, I’ve dreamed it before.” she starts, still looking around. “Look, we have to move, NOW!” she grabs his shirt by the shoulder and drags him to follow her.

“Alllright! Get…off…” he rips away from her surprisingly vice-like grip. “Why”? he asks.

“Well…there are ‘things’ here.” she replies with a grimace. “Oh that’s just GREAT, you freak!” he looks worried and annoyed at the same time. “What kind of things you nightmare queen?!” still sounding annoyed.

“Ohhhh, you don’t really want to know” sounding quizzical and far away in thought.

“Can’t you do something about this? Zap us out of here? Dream up some weapons?” he asks graspingly.

“Oooohhh, yes! Weapons!” she squeals excitedly. She closes her eyes. Seconds go by, turning into minutes, she’s squinting hard. “Come on!” Vince yells at her, breaking her concentration and making her jump. “Shut up jerk!” she snaps back, closing her eyes again. This time some serious created-on-the-fly weaponry appears.

“How did we get here in the first place”? he asks.

“I wish I knew. Just be glad it’s not a dream where we’re falling, or worse, one of my dreams where we’re floating in the ocean in the dark and we are surrounded by sharks.”