The Forty First Wink by James Walley

Author:James Walley [Walley, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ragnarok Publications
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Time: When you get here - Destination: Everywhere

"Looks like we needn't have rushed as it doesn't look like you can miss your train." He giggled.

Marty turned to face them, a half smile on his lips. "No, it makes perfect sense. When you lucid dream, you know where you are and you can do what you like. When you get here, you just choose your destination and away you go."

Timbers' good eye widened. "Handy," he agreed, "Might be an idea to paint an X on the floor here and draw a map. This seems like a place I could get some use out of."

Marty nodded. "Why is it empty, though? It's like Stellar Island."

"No idea." Timbers shrugged. "Maybe you don't use this place much. As for Stellar Island, like I said before, who dreams of being at work? Why would anyone want to do that?"

Marty felt his face flush slightly, suddenly realizing why Stellar Island took up space in his dreamscape. He glanced over at Kate, whose similarly colored cheeks suggested she could hazard a wild guess. Diving headlong into a change of subject, Marty scooted over to the connecting doors that appeared to lead back outside.

"Look, there's only one platform," he said way too loudly. That made sense, too, he supposed. No need for multiple platforms when there was only one destination: Everywhere.

Moving outside and onto the platform, Timbers enquired as to the whereabouts of the train, just as a piercing horn signaled its approach. Again, all eyes turned towards the shrill intrusion as a shining silver, steam train pulled into the station. Although it appeared antiquated and out of place within such pristine surroundings, it seemed to be brand new.

The gleaming silver engine came to rest beside them, pulling behind it half a dozen immaculate chrome carriages. Steam poured from the engine's spotless chimney stack as it sat, almost purring, beside the platform. The doors to each carriage slid soundlessly open, offering a glimpse of the plush and lavish looking red velvet interior. All in all, it would not have looked out of place in a turn of the century murder mystery novel and yet here it was, sitting outside what looked like a cross between a futuristic spaceport and a giant inverted punch bowl.

Marty took a step towards the open doors of the first carriage, turning back to his friends just as he reached them. It had not felt like just one day in the company of these colorful misfits, and he found himself searching for the right words to say. A broad smile broke across Timbers' face as he spied the look on Marty's face. Trotting over to join him at the doors, the little captain offered up a hand to shake. Smiling, Marty grasped it firmly and attempted to formulate a goodbye of some kind.

"You know, I would never have made it here without your help," he began awkwardly. "I'd probably still be at home wondering why my reflection was talking to me."

Marty shifted his feet

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