A swirly cloud of something that looked like fog filled the room, and then faded into the night. Jim McNutt was sleeping in a bed, covers pulled up to his chin. The clock next to him showed "6:59", then quietly changed to "7:00" and began to beep.
Jim was asleep, and right in the middle of a very exciting dream, when the loud beeping of the alarm woke him up. He blinked his eyes a few times, rolled over and turned off the alarm. He lay there in bed for a moment, remembering what he was supposed to do today. Whatever it was, it had to be better than yesterday, he thought. Today was a brand new day!
After laying there quietly for a moment, Jim sat bolt upright, realizing that he wasn't in his own bedroom. He didn't know if this day was going to be better than yesterday, but surely it would be more interesting. How did he get here? Was someone playing a prank on him? He wasn't the type of person to sleepwalk.
Whose room was he in? (Whose life was he in?)
Thu Sep 24 14:12:59 2015