UNA #30

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What I thought was just another dream that would give me the opportunity to meet another traveler and support them in some way, turned my whole world upside down.

I met this broker from uptown New York in his dream. He was completely aware of his dreaming. He even said that he would use his ability to become lucid for predicting the stock market somehow.

We were talking about his life and how he was still missing the deep meaning of his existence, when gradually there was something that began to distract me. Lure me away from the conversation.

When I tried to look I could not sense anything. I could only realize that there was something or somebody from the corner of my eyes.

Then I heard the scratching. I asked John, which was the guy's name, if he also noticed it. He had no idea what I was talking about.

Soon it was almost impossible for me to keep up the talking, as I also felt a strange pull towards the corner of the room, where the awkward noise was coming from.

"What would you do in my situation?" was a question I could barely hear anymore. That was when I got up to find out what was going on.

Still I could not see anything, when I tried to look directly at it. But when I turned my head towards John, just enough to perceive a tiny fragment in my peripheral vision, I caught it.

It was definitely a creature that was small. It was covered with something that looked like worn out shingles of a roof that glittered like the feathers of a raven.

The thing was fully occupied with digging a hole into the corner of the room. When I got closer, it turned towards me. I was still looking at John to be able to make out some details.

"Una?" I heard John from a distance, shouting at me. "What is it?"

"I don't know", I answered truthfully, "I just want to make sure, if..."

Then suddenly the thing hissed at me like some cat, and moments later it was gone through the hole it had dug.

Before I could react, I was sucked in.

"Una?" were the words I heard again. But this time they were coming from Jason and Cass, standing next to me, surprised.

"How is that possible?" They said.

"What do you mean?"

In unison they answered, "We are not dreaming!"

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