By: Dave Clark

I sit back in the seat, gasping for breath, sweating. It was a lot harder than I thought it would be, searching my subconscious.

Dr. Grayson and the man with the insignia stand up, thank me for my help and leave, mission accomplished.

I remain seated, exhaustion overwhelms me.

I know that if I go to sleep now I will return to the dream, forever. There will be no way back.

But I can't find the energy to stand, the energy to fight. I feel my eyelids drooping, I am going, I am feeling very sleepy. If only I had a can of caffeine-rich Coca Cola to keep me awake. Christ, even a Pepsi. Even a Pepsi would save me.

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