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After falling back into bed, Honi slept soundly until his alarm went off with an almighty racket. He jerked up and barely caught himself before tumbling over the edge of his narrow mattress. His head spun, and as he rubbed his eyes, he felt an ache developing in his forehead. The tightness across his brows more than his sluggishness, told him that he hadn’t slept deeply.
When he felt like this, he knew from past experience that dreams had visited him, both pleasant and scary. This time, they hadn’t been bad enough to wake him during the night. Still, vague recollections left him a little on edge, a little anxious. While he waited for the shower to heat up, he made himself a cup of instant coffee.
The first sip of the bitter liquid reminded him why he didn’t like coffee, particularly i
