I Live At The North Pole

November 25, 2019

Okay, so I have an update on the Duncan and Nick situation, more so for the latter of the two. He hasn't come around just yet. I'm pretty sure that the potion we made for him will work, though. Getting the ingredients for it wasn't as easy as we thought it would be. The only easy thing to get was dream sand which I was able to provide in an albeit small amount.

I should mention that just because Nick is in a coma doesn't mean we can't speak with each other. He's staying with Nukku. Needless to say, he isn't too happy.  Nukku has been keeping him company, though. I'll start this update with the last conversation I had with him. I went to Nukku's castle to speak to him.

 "How has he been holding up?" Nukku asked me.

"He's in stable condition. How has he been here?"

"He's still beating himself up about what happened but I'm sure seeing you again will lift his mood."

I went to the room that Nick was staying in. He answered after I knocked.

"Oh, hey, Adam. Git any good news?"

"Only in your case. Mot so much with Duncan's I'm afraid. Don't get me wrong he isn't getting worse but he's not getting better either."

"Great, how did you plan on helping me exactly?"

I informed him of the potion we were going to try.

"Seriously? That'll fry my insides," he said, concerned.

"You'll be fine."

" You said it's made with lava or magma."

"Only a little bit. The rest is spicy stuff and dream sand."

"How the hell is dream sand suppose to help me wake up?"

I shrugged.

"Beats me. Maybe its usual effect is reversed when combined with the other ingredients?"

"Whatever. Any news regarding Jack?"

"Not much. Only that people have been seeing him lurking outside."

"Doing what?"

"Mostly flipping people off and slaughtering animals in front of us."

"That dick. How have the reindeer been holding up?"

 "Restless but okay otherwise."

"That's good to hear. Thanks for checking up on me."

"Don't mention it. This is the least I can do for you. Hey, you haven't been snooping around. Have you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Come on, Nick. You know exactly what I mean. Dreams contain memories and people tend to be curious."

"So you've never peeked at someone's dreams before?"

He got me there.

"I have only when it was necessary."

He gave a look that clearly conveyed he didn't believe me and he wasn't wrong. Okay, I admit I may have dream eavesdropped, dreamsdropped? On a few people simply because I was bored. The difference between me doing it back then, and Nick doing it now, is that I was a stupid kid back then. I didn't know any better. Nick, however, should.