Alien Invasion (Book 2): Contact by Platt Sean & Truant Johnny B

Author:Platt, Sean & Truant, Johnny B. [Platt, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction | Alien Invasion
Publisher: Sterling & Stone
Published: 2015-04-09T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Heather stood in a field surrounded by a wide ring of trees, her feet bare on wet grass. She hadn’t been here a moment ago and realized without surprise that she was dreaming.

But this wasn’t like her normal dreams. Normally, Heather’s dreams were hazy and indistinct, with obvious plots and storylines but no true clarity. She never stopped in dreams to decide whether or not they made sense (they didn’t), and she never experienced any senses other than sight and sound. But the sensation of the grass between her bare toes was distinct. She thought, I’ve missed this. She’d lived in Los Angeles for most of her life, more concrete than grass. She’d never been much of a barefoot girl. But three months in an underground bunker could change a person, make them long for things they’d never cared about before.

In front of her, barely meriting notice in the bizarre “of course” way of dreams, was a double line of enormous gray stones.

“They crossed a line today,” Meyer said.

Heather took Meyer’s hand as he stood beside her. He clasped it for a second then let it drop. It wasn’t a rebuke or rude, but his meaning was clear. He wasn’t here for affection. Probably because the “they” he was referring to, visible just ahead, included Piper. His current wife, whereas Heather — always special to him, a great friend and fellow psychedelic voyager — was his wife in the past.

Heather watched Piper and Cameron step between the stones. They had horses for some reason, and they’d both taken off overshirts and wrapped them over the horses’ eyes to blind them. They were leading their mounts along between the stones as well, but not without difficulty.

Heather turned to look at Meyer. He was the same man as always, but that in itself was strange. He’d left presumably in his pajamas, but he was beside her in one of his finer suits. Looking down, she saw that his feet were also bare.

“Am I dreaming?”

“Would you like a mirror, so you can make fun of yourself for asking?”

“I have to ask.”

“Why? Because this makes sense otherwise?”

Well, yes, she thought. It was perfectly realistic so long as Heather ignored the fact that nothing within it was possible. She distinctly remembered going to bed exhausted, realizing that for once she wasn’t going to get her way. She knew the door had been super-locked somehow (a necessary alteration to the mechanism since the main lock had been destroyed when their new visitors drilled their way in) and that she couldn’t leave without Terrence’s help. She also didn’t know where she was. It wasn’t the house. If this vision was true (and that itself didn’t make sense), Piper and Cameron had to be halfway to Utah by now, but here she was with them. Apparently invisible.

“It’s not like when I normally dream of you.”

Meyer laughed. “I think we both know those weren’t dreams.”

“I meant before now. Even before you were … ” Heather didn’t want to offend him, even in a dream or whatever this was.

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