I picked up a dream catcher from the floor where it had landed on the pile, which sat before me. I looked at the cursive script on the side; Ellie D, Hawaii, 9. Ah... Ellie, one of the most interesting 'clients' I've ever had in my 2,000 years I've worked here. It gets quite lonely here just my books, my dog Melba and I. We occasionally get visitors, but we had everything we needed; food and drink that came with a single thought. One of the most recurring of Ellie's nightmares is the one where she comes home to find her parents arguing then her father packing his things and leaving. I emptied the nightmares into the bin, after taking note of them and placing them on the conveyor belt that sat to my right, watching it be sent back to Ellie's room in Hawaii, where she would find it when she came home from school. I chose another one; this one was blue signifying this child was a boy. Inscripted on this one was; Jaxon B, Texas, 17. He often had nightmares about zits and rejection. I emptied the nightmares once again taking note. Placing it on the conveyor belt, it zoomed away to Texas.
