John tossed and turned in his sleep. He was rolling over and over like a hot dog. His forehead was sweaty, and his face was tense. He was breathing heavily as his body fidgeted.
He suddenly jumped up in a blur of speed. Catching his breath and clutching his chest, he leaned forward to drink some water from a glass on his nightstand.
John hopped of bed, still shaken up. He was wondering what had happened in his dream last night. It was far beyond his control; sleeping is a powerful force.
He wondered why he had such a dream.
John was a man in his early twenties who had graduated college. He was struggling to get a job, but he was a smart guy. He could manage a job once he got one.
He was a history major, a history buff. He knew about the Ancient Egyptians, and loved studying it. It was his favorite field of study in history.
There was one problem. He just had a weird dream about the them.
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Historical Hallucinations
Historical FictionHe can travel back in time. He's a human time machine, sort of. John Hudson is a normal man in his twenties. He's struggling to make it out in the world. He lives in a decent apartment in Chicago. One subject he's extremely knowledgable on his...
