I was in the biodome. I looked around to see where I was. I was right beside the koi pond. Nomad was in lotus position floating over the pond. He floated over to me and landed beside me. Q appeared shortly after he landed. Q looked over at me and smiled.
"In case you haven't checked," Q said to me, "This is a dream. Do a reality check."
I did a reality check by trying to fly. I found I could fly. I was dreaming.
I landed behind Nomad, who was half jaguar and half human. I stroked his fur… it was just too soft to resist. Q gave me a little smile. He told me I didn't want to forget about going to see John tonight. I said ok. I felt like I miss John. Q said he would get us to the center world by the source.
"So, Nomad," he said to Nomad, "Are you coming?"
"Yeah," Nomad said.
Q snapped his fingers. The scene shifted. We were now in a beautiful place I looked around. There were some trees and a lake there. I saw someone over there. Nomad was looking around. He said he saw someone he knew. He wandered off. I asked Q where he was going. Q said he had spotted some dearly departed of his own past. Q smiled and disappeared. I walked towards the figure at the lake. It was a man. He was playing with a dog. I got close enough to recognize them. The man was John, my late brother. The dog was his dog Red. Red was a mutt that included some golden retriever. John threw something into the water. Red jumped into the water to chase it. I reached John. He turned and saw me. We hesitated briefly and then we were in each other's arms in a hug.
"I've missed seeing you," I said, "We just finished Thanksgiving and you were what was missing." I felt like crying and laughing at the same time. For a while we just sat by the lake and talked. About me, about my school progress, about my mother, about the things that have been happening in our lives, about the Dallas Cowboys, about his two dogs that are still alive, about our dogs… About anything and everything. We also petted and threw a squeaky toy for Red. She was sooooo happy. It was such a nice place to be… just sitting there and talking to John.
We had been talking for a while. I remembered that I wanted to ask him about the conspiracies he used to believe in, but I felt awkward about it. Like it was inconsiderate of me to do that. We sat there in silence for a while. It was nice to be there with him. I finally got the nerve to say something…
"Remember when you used to talk about people always watching us?" I asked John.
"Oh, you mean the government?" he asked, "Yeah."
"I'm just wondering if all that was true, or if you were just talking…" I said.
"Yeah," he said, "I remember that. You and mom thought it was nuts."
"Well…" I said, "Now I'm not so sure… It is seeming like maybe you were right. Did you know anything for certain about them? Or just theories?"
"Mostly theories," he said, "I didn't have any proof of anything."
"Ok," I said, "And I am looking for anything. Theories are good. Did any of those theories involve remote viewers? People watching you through astral projection and dreams?"
"They trained people for that," John said, "At least for the remote viewing thing… I don't know about the dreams."
"I am in a dream right now," I told John, "I am visiting you through a dream."
"You can do that?" John asked, "Then why don't you come more often? And bring mom!"
"She can't do it," I said, "She doesn't believe."
"Oh," John said disappointedly.
"I have been sharing dreams with someone I met online. And we set up a permanent meeting place in the dream realm version of the moon. And now it seemed there are always weird people watching us. Maybe from someone's government, maybe from something beyond that… Did you have any information that they might have been after you for? That they might have wanted to keep you quiet about?"
"Me?" John asked, "Nah. I just had theories. Nothing concrete. I died primarily because I smoked too much. I know that now. If only I could've seen that before it was too late…"
"So what was your theory as to what they were after?" I asked.
"Control of the world," John said, "which they pretty much already had. There's hardly anything that happens that they don't have some input over. And they used subliminal messages and drugs to keep people from realizing what was happening. And the few that did realize were labeled crazies."
"Damn Templars," I muttered.
"Damn who?" John asked.
"Templars," I said, "I have been calling them Templars. They act just like Templars. But the question is how can they be stopped?
"Stopped?" John asked, "They can't be. They've been doing it since the dawn of time and they will keep doing it until human kind destroys itself. I never figured they could be stopped… I just didn't want to be one of their pawns. If you can do that you have won."
"No," I said, "An Assassin has to fight the Templars… in whatever way possible."
"An assassin?" John asked, looking at me strangely, "Did you just tell me you've become an assassin?"
"Not in our home world," I said, "I am completely helpless there. In the other dimensions, yes, sometimes."
John was looking at me really strangely now.
"So the flu shots," I commented, "If the Templars are putting drugs in them, maybe those drugs would make it harder to travel in the dream state… I have gotten a flu shot for the past few years… and those few years have been the hardest for me to travel in my dream state. I'd thought I lost the ability because I had no one to dream with… and that might be part of it… but maybe the drugs had something to do with it, too…"
"Who do you share dreams with?" John asked.
"I had been sharing dreams with James," I said, "Remember James? My boyfriend?"
"Yeah," John said, "And I remember looking in on you guys once and seeing the creep had cheated on you. I haunted him for a while… him and his new fiancé and then wife. He didn't seem too scared, but I really freaked her out!" he laughed. "Then I got bored with that… and they moved to a new apartment… so I left."
"That was you!" I commented. I remembered back to when I had been talking to James regularly and he had said there was something weird haunting Tina in their apartment. Like sometimes they would see a dark figure. Or it felt like someone was watching them… or Tina would feel someone touching her and no one was there… "That was you that James was talking about when he said there were strange things going on around their apartment!"
"Yeah," John said, "I couldn't let them break my little sis' heart and get away with it!"
I hugged John. "Thank you for caring that much," I said. I was near tears again.
"So who do you dream with now?" John asked.
"A guy named Nomad, he lives in Hawaii," I said, "I met him on a dreaming forum online. And then another named MoSh. He lives in Canada. I have gotten back into dreaming again… and now we seem to have attracted the attention of these remote viewing Templars. I guess they never noticed when I was dreaming with James because we never set up an area that was visible to the general dreaming population. Just our own hidden inner worlds. But now they see."
"Are they hurting you?" John asked, "Interfering with your dreams?"
"Only a little," I said, "They can't really do much to us. They are more annoying, like a gnat in your face. They can't hurt us or interfere with our bases on the dream moon."
"Then just ignore them," John said, "They'll probably get bored with it and go away. Or they'll keep watching and not be able to do anything about it. If they get to be more of a problem deal with it then."
"Maybe I should start giving nightmares to random Templars," I commented, "That's the only way I can really get at them. Since I don't know where they are on the physical plane and I'm sure I couldn't get near them even if I did know…"
"Whatever makes you feel better," John said, "I'm just going to kick back here and play with Red for a while longer. Wait here as long as they let me…"
"Have…" I said, "Have you seen dad?"
"A couple of times," John said, "He's around somewhere."
I kind of wanted to see him… but I wouldn't even know how to act. "How about grandma?"
"She was here not long before you came," John said.
I was thinking maybe I could visit her. But I felt myself waking up. I hugged John one more time and then everything around me faded to black and I woke.
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