Theo didn't dream anymore. He used to, before iMom had gotten into her accident and he'd met his ex, but all of his fanciful nighttime adventures had shriveled and died since, probably in some conscious moment when he'd decided it was time to grow up. A therapist would have loved the symbolism. Too bad he wasn't interested in visiting one.
Needless to say, he was quite surprised to find himself standing in the middle of a deserted, rainy street when he clearly wasn't awake. Was this what his dreams had become while he had been shunning them? He distinctly remembered more color. Theodore sighed.
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