Jack, wake up,” said TW in my head. “Jack, come on. If you don’t wake up now, something bad is going to happen.”
I heard TW loud and clear, but I just couldn’t open my eyes. I felt tired and sluggish, like someone had tied a one hundred pound steel chain to my waist. I felt like I had just recovered from a terrible cold that I was still dealing with the aftereffects of. It didn’t help that I couldn’t actually move my limbs very much. They felt as heavy as lead.
Nonetheless, I managed to say to TW, “I’m … awake … what … do you need?”
“Open your eyes,” said TW. “Open them now. I can’t really explain what’s going on because I’m not entirely sure myself, but it probably isn’t any good.”
TW’s answers were annoying, but I nonetheless forced myself to open my eyes. It was painful at first, li
