Paul awoke in the darkness from a consuming deep sleep to the sound of Aerosmith singing Dream On. Completely disoriented, he rolled over onto his back, wondering what time it was while reaching for an alarm clock. His inability to find one confused him even more. A light went on in another room, locating the source of the music and finally waking him up enough to finally realize where he was.
Dream OnHe pulled off the thin blanket and pushed himself up to a sitting position. He was on a couch in John Boulder’s living room. His host peeked in from the bedroom to make certain he was awake, then immediately disappeared. Paul stood up and began to stretch.
It was two o’clock in the morning. The group involved in the stakeout of the rendezvous point was meeting at the auditorium in a half ho
