I Dream of Laynie

Not really fanfiction. More like fanvisitation. There are too many coincidences for this to have been just a dream. I am nearly sure I was recently visited by the late, great Layne Staley. The events of this incredibly detailed experience have left me with quite an obsession into his life, so I am better able to interpret his message.
I have spent the last six weeks since the visit, delving into all aspects of his existence. Each rabbit hole confirmed that this was no ordinary dream.
I will tell the "dream" in its original, unembellished state. I hope it brings you as much joy as I've relished. I also hope that this will bring some closure to my fixation so I can go back to simply enjoying his music. Thanks for reading!