"NO WAIT!"
Marilyn was just about to send me to another memory. But I had questions I needed to ask her first.
"Malcolm, I cannot really answer too much questions. Not without spoiling too much."
"Please, I just need one thing answered." The one thing I had been wondering about since I got here. "How did you do this? I mean you must be pretty powerful to be able to waltz around someones mind like this."
"Yes, you are right. Luckily I am powerful. I am the most powerful dream spirit out there. And when you got hit by Emmerson today, your mind was supposed to go into dream mode. But luckily I was able to sneak in and bend your dream into reality. That is Emmerson's reality to be exact."
"Wait, I've only been her for a day?" It felt like I got hit weeks ago. Wow dreamland is actually amazing.
"Actually it has only been one hour since you got hit. You are currently unconscious in the hospitable." That was a little hard to take in. When you feel like your in one place when really you are somewhere completely different. Weird. "Now, we really need to continue this experiment."
Without being able to say another word I blacked out.
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Walk A Mile In My Shoes
General FictionWhen Malcolm gets hit by a car, he blacks out like any other person would. The catch? He is starting to relive the memories of the person who hit him. In cleaning/editing phase.
