Dream Tales

Nick, Catherine and Warrick were working on case. Things were going well until a massive, neon white flash of light erupted over the area. The next thing they knew they were in an area that looked remarkably like Orton Centre and their bodies were completely different.

Nick was now a young blonde lad in his early twenties and stuck in a wheelchair. Catherine had aged considerably and put on a lot of weight. She too was in a wheelchair. Warrick was the least affected - he had just reverted into a teenaged version of himself.

Together they roamed around the area, trying to work out what was going on. After a while Nick wandered off and when Catherine and Warrick found him he was dancing in a club.

"How is he staying upright?" Catherine asked.

"That guy he's with is holding him up", Warrick replied.

Eventually they got Nick out of the club and back onto his wheelchair. The scene then changed to show Alexx from CSI Miami wandering round a large room with their real bodies lying in a comatose state on some metal tables.

"So how are they?" asked a voice whose body was hidden from view.

"Well they have no idea that their minds are in a separate reality to their bodies", Alexx replied. "I have no idea if and when they'll wake up".

Then the scene changed back to the others, who were sat together on a bench. Nick and Catherine were asleep but Warrick was awake and looked worried. They never did get back to their own reality because I woke up before they could.

I was a member of CSI, analysing a crime scene in the warehouse of a nameless store in Town. The body was gone but Warrick, Nick and myself were scoping for evidence. Nick was in a wheelchair and Warrick appeared to be in charge as Grissom was nowhere in sight.

Suddenly the doors burst open and a man ran in with blood all over his chest. He collapsed in front of me and as I stared I heard someone call for an ambulance. Seconds later Nick and Warrick arrived, hauling a stretcher between them. The man was placed onto it and then the pair made to take him away. Nick's parting words to me were to go find the suspect and try to get some evidence from him.

The 'suspect' just so happened to be Greg.

I saw an image of him leaping from the top of an insanely tall skyscraper, plummeting downwards for several seconds before releasing his black, circular parachute to drift safely to the ground.

Meanwhile I had now arrived at HMV. I stepped inside and suddenly Greg was with me and we were examining a shelf of novelty pants.

"I want that one, that one and that one", I said in an Andy Pipkin voice, pointing to three pairs of pants with WWE's Kane depicted on them.

"Noooo", said Greg. "You want that one, that one and that one".

He pointed to three more pairs, one being pastel green with little sheep all over it. I couldn't help but laugh.

"You know", I said, "Nick is gonna be mad with me".

"Why?" Greg asked.

I opened my mouth to tell him how he was supposed to be my suspect but at that moment Warrick appeared behind us.

"Uh...you know what?" I stammered. "I gotta go know. I need to...collect...evidence".

And I scuttled out of the store.

"Hey!" Greg yelled after me but I was already long gone.

Or so I thought anyway. As I rounded a corner I found myself back outside HMV only it had somehow morphed itself into a furniture shop.

"There you are!" came Greg's voice from behind me.

I turned round to see him drifting gently to the ground. He was in possession of a certain pair of pants.

"You got the sheep pants", I stated incredulously.

"Yup", he said with a huge grin.

I shook my head with a smirk and together we set off down the street. Eventually we ended up outside an electronics store that was loaded down with games consoles.

"Shall we?" Greg asked.

"Lets", I replied and we stepped inside.

The first call of business was having a go on the Nintendo Wii. Even though I protested I was crap at it I still beat Greg at the racing game we played. Then we moved on to the Playstation 2, though it wasn't plugged in. Greg moved to set it up and ended up unplugging a video player.

"Watch it!" the guy at the till warned. "You break my stock you buy it".

Greg and I nodded in a way that suggested we really didn't care and I continued to wait for him to set up the Playstation whilst browsing the games.

"Wallace and Gromit's Big Rabbit Adventure?" Greg said in a questioning tone when he saw what I was looking at.

"It's a good game", I defended. "I loved the film".

Greg shook his head. "So what game do you wanna play?" he asked.

"How about Sonic the Hedgehog 2?" I suggested.

He nodded but just as he finally got the playstation going and the title screen appeared before us I woke up and we never got to play.

I was on a dusty street with Gibbs and Tony from NCIS and Grissom from CSI. I fancied the pants off of Tony and was thrilled when I got to ride a tandem with him. Gibbs and Grissom got on another one then we all set off for Texas. When we arrived we were at a ramshackle wooden house in the middle of a Western looking desert landscape.

Everyone around me vanished and suddenly I was a CSI. I entered the house and found Nick waiting for me. He handed me some gloves and told me to check the sink for evidence.

I managed to find something but the gloves had become tangled and I couldn't get them on. Nick helped me sort them out but before I could collect the evidence I woke up.