The Dreamer Dreamed - Robert C. Worstell - Bog

Beware Your Dreams
"The longer the night lasts, the more our dreams will be."
~Chinese Proverb
It all began in mid-air.
Just laying on my back, relaxed and falling to my certain end. Enjoying the ride, as it were. Wind buffeting all around as my body fell as fast as the air permitted it to move. Odd to see what my "last thoughts" would be. Always wondered about this particular ending. It's been a long time since I dreamed this way.
Turning slightly, I saw my bed coming up - a small dot in the distance. So I wrestled my hand to pick out my small handbook and the other tightly grasped my pen. Writing carefully on a new blank page: "It all began in mid-air..."
Then the bed hit.
I sat up, in a cold sweat. The room was just as normal, no hole in the roof or anything. It was night, as usual - or early morning, the clock corrected me.
Wasn't I to know what they planned for me this time?
(From the first chapter.)
***A Paranomral Indiana Jones meets the Matrix***
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