He opened his briefcase to look through the journals. He started to read through them. He could recognize his brother’s handwriting on some of them but not all of them. “Could it be. It can’t be! I must be spending too much time with my work that I’m seeing my own memories are getting mixed…
Tag: oneiric ordeals
Felines and Koi, An Explosive Combination
She stood in the hallway with her umbrella. “Is it raining out?” “No, I just carry an umbrella everywhere with me in case. I haven’t been fond of the water since I’ve had my near drowning experiences.” “Come on in, I promise it’s nice and dry in the lab and you won’t have to worry…
When The Water Falls, The Cookie Crumbles
I look over in the dead of night. The room was kissed from the streetlamp outside. There is a hand reaching up the side of my crib. I cannot move. It does not look familiar. It is black and inhuman, and as it reaches the top, I muster up enough energy to let out a…
