She'd had plenty of bad dreams over the years - the weeks leading to the first coma wave stuck out particularly in her mind. But those bad dreams had been, well, dreamlike. They'd had skewed logic. Events had been incomplete. People hadn't behaved like themselves. These latest dreams were more coherent. They held together, followed a logical sequence.
The other dreams always seemed like they resolved themselves into something, some kind of real-world event - but it had never taken this long before. "They're a future," she said, enunciating the article carefully. "Not the future, because stuff that contradicts them has already happened, but they're... something. Some kind of wire got crossed somewhere and we all got visions of something that won't ever happen, but could have."
"My instinct is to think of Chibimoon," she confessed. "Not that I think she's involved, but - she was from another timeline. A place that could have existed and didn't, and I think that's what the dreams are. We're dreaming of some kind of doomsday scenario that isn't going to happen anymore, but maybe... maybe it did happen? Somewhere."
And something like it could happen, if we're not careful, she thought.
"Time travel shenanigans are involved," she said with a nod. "Probably."
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