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I'm sitting on the edge of my brother's bed, talking to 2 DC's who are sitting on the other side of the bed, leaning their backs against the wall; a white guy and a white girl, both roughly my age. I ask them, "So what's it like to be a dream character? Just a figment of somebody's imagination?" The girl gets kind of offended at this. She gives me a "look" and says, "We're not just 'figments of somebody's imagination.'" They go on to explain how they have a consistent dream world/community set up. Every time that I go to sleep I visit their world, and when I'm awake they still exist, I'm just absent from their world until the next time I dream. The DC's have complex relationships with each other, jargon that I'm not familar with, the works; according to them, it's like a parallel universe. I ask them if it's the same world that everyone goes to when they dream. They don't really understand my question so I rephrase it. "Let's say that I have a dream in which I meet a dream character named Bob. Then let's say that a friend of mine has a dream in which he meets a dream character named Fred. Would Bob be able to meet Fred in the dream world?" They look at each other. "Eh... I don't know about that..." they reply. Basically, 'no.' I mention that it must suck that they can never leave the dream world. They say it isn't so bad.
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I walk into the master bedroom and begin talking to this kid who appears to be about 13. I ask him what town I'm in and he says, "Kildeano" (kill-dee-AWN-oh). Never heard of it, I think, probably doesn't exist. I ask him where that is, and he says Florida. He takes out a map of Florida to show me where it is. The map is a relief map, the kind that shows elevation. On the map, there appears to be a lone massive peak in the middle of Florida, and that's exactly where he points to Kildeano being located. "Looks like we're right on top of a huge mountain or something," I say. He nods and says that the town was at the top of a volcano. He says the volcano had erupted a few times, but that "it wasn't going to explode" (I didn't realize that was an issue, lol). I get the idea to write some of this stuff down, as I think it'll make it easier to remember when I wake up. I ask him how to spell Kildeano. He recites a seemingly random string of letters, numbers, and apparently some made-up symbols. It was like, "A, 1, G, F, 9, Dye, S..." or something like that. It made no sense whatsoever, but I tried to write it down anyway. I didn't know how to write down the "dye" character, so I just spelled out "dye." I ask him his name, and he says it's Travis, so I write that down.
