>>5140416His words are a garbled mess of tones. The boys waved to it. They headed off together, leaving you. Trailing after the trio you glimpsed all the Theta candidates you once knew, Vlad, Niki and all the others. The entire unit worked their way into the showers and out onto the parade grounds. Watching the youth march in step you hover over the thing that shared your bed. His taint climbed up into the black starless sky above, spiraling up until it was imperceivable a scratch through reality. From the parade ground you kept pace easily as they ran through PT, racing against each other and playing football.
The old staff is familiar even though Churvik was younger you could never forget him. He gave the cursed child a small sweet, the purple wrapper marking it as your favorite kind. Down the hall the procession of children wandered, talking amongst themselves freely. Down into the synchro wards. As you reach the door and begin to cross the fresh hold an alarm sounds. Looking around in confusion it was then you acknowledged the dream. Waking up with a start as you stood in the room alone. Breathing heavy you looked around, even in the gloom you could make out the room you had fallen asleep in, despite how unfamiliar it was. Stumbling over to the alarm clock you slapped it off. The throbbing pain returned as reality did the same. The time for your meeting was approaching.
>What do you do, Pilot?>What do you say? Write in.>Take the Dinosaur with you?>Leave the Dinosaur?>Go to room 792?>Go back to bed?>Do something else?write in 