Chapter 3. Purple Haze

[thebestseller]

I want to know what the hell kind of drugs this place is on, and more importantly, where I can get some. First, dreams about silver trees and an orange sky on Saturday night, and- I think my brain made up something about the fire I've heard so much about and made me dream about THAT last night... til it turned into an ocean. I have no idea. Maybe my subconscious is trying to tell me something.

I am also hard at work on my first masterpiece. It will be a touching work that'll be sure to please everyone and leave them CLAMORING for my autograph. Can't say anything more than that, because what's the fun if I spoil the surprise? Of course, I need to perfect my masterful book-making technique first. I, ah, am still learning the ropes.

[Derrick had Fred's dream Saturday night and Eternity's last night.]

Comments

[burnt_orangesky]

No, actually. Most likely not.

Just to confirm, what color was the grass?

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Red. It was WEIRD. Not in a bad way, of course.

[burnt_orangesky]

Right. All right then. That is my dream, the one I had before I was born here.

Many of the people I spoke to, myself included, have said they have also experienced someone else's birth dream, so you are not the only one.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

... Oh. Oh, dear.

Ah, I'm sorry if I offended you.

[burnt_orangesky]

Offended? Hardly. I was merely correcting your assumption, not taking any offense.

By the by, did you like the dream? Other than the strangeness of the colors.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

It was different. Interesting. A nice setting and a nice change of pace from the norm.

... if you can call this place "the norm", of course.

[burnt_orangesky]

Norms differ from place to place, of course.

My name is Fred, and you?

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

True enough.

I'm Derrick. Was just born here a week or so ago.