I wake up to the roar of the cab’s motor. Opening my eyes, I see we’re already in the city.
Was that another one of my vision-dreams? It seemed to combine the two types I experienced before. The first half of this dream was like what happened on TV. I was fully present and experienced everything with my own senses—and just like that time, it was horrifying. The second half, the one that began after I fainted, was like the morgue and the hospital episodes. I guess if my future self is not at the location of the forecast, or is there but unconscious, I float like a disembodied ghost—which makes some kind of warped sense.
So was it a vision? Or could it have been a weird nightmare that has nothing to do with the future?
I strongly hope the latter to be the case because this Council, or wha
