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others to do his evil by entering their dreams. And, don’t ask me to explain it but he has a master that he’s obeying, who is more powerful than him. So you have to get him to tell you who he obeys before you kill him.”
What she was saying scared me more than if I had confronted him face to face and I wondered what had happened in her dream with him.
“No one is killing anyone, Delilah,” Robert said as he studied her face.
CHAPTER 16
That night when we got back to our room, and were comfortably propped up in bed, I asked her. She got tears in her eyes and that surprised me because I had never seen her cry.
“It were a sexual dream, Judith, and it makes me ashamed because I enjoyed it. And that’s why he has to be destroyed. I’m afraid he will cause me to do something awful. I don’t know why, but every time he has invaded my dream, it’s been sexual. In real life, I would never be attracted to him. I don’t understand it, me.”
“Don’t you think you’ll be all right if we all keep an eye on each other?”
“I don’t know, Judith, I just don’t know, me.”
# # #
I didn’t know what had woken me, but I sat upright in the bed out of a deep sleep. I looked over at Delilah’s bed and it was empty. Looking toward the bathroom door, which was open, the light was on, but she wasn’t there either.
I looked at the clock, two thirty seven a.m. I threw on my jeans, kept on my pajama top, and didn’t bother with shoes. I called Robert from my cell phone as I ran down on the beach. I was frantic as I looked up and down the beach. Feeling a sense of doom, Running from one end of the beach to the other, I had just gotten even with the hotel when I saw Robert’s car come to a stop in front of the hotel and I ran to them.
“Look,” Robert said and pointed over my shoulder. Delilah was coming up from the water. She was wearing her nightgown and she was dripping wet. I heard Sarah scream and saw her running from the opposite end of the beach.
Robert intercepted her, “Where did you come from, Sarah? And what are you doing out here? I left you at home, asleep.”
Sarah fainted. Robert caught her and picked her up. Simon picked Delilah up, when she got to us, as she fainted too.
We all ended up in mine and Delilah’s hotel room. Evidently, Delilah and Sarah had had nightmares but I had been sleeping like a baby. We didn’t understand why.
“You’re going to have to keep him awake until he goes to trial,” Delilah said. “He’s going to make us do things we don’t want to do, and what’s so scary is that someone else is involved, but I don’t know how.”
She looked around and saw us staring at her and continued, “During the dream state, when you travel, his body is in the cell but his dream self is out there traveling.” She stopped again and looked around at each of us. “What, y’all didn’t know that?”
Robert looked at me, “What do you know about dreams, Judith?”
“Oh, my goodness, I don’t know where to begin. There have been so many books written about dream and so much research. Freud believed that one of the main parts of psychoanalysis was the interpretation of dreams. The main goal was to explore dreams in an attempt to make the unconscious, conscious in order to resolve neurosis. He believed that the unconscious was the seat of neurosis.
“Later, Carl Jung believed that the subconscious was where the healthy part of our psyche dwelled. Then he talked about what he called the collective subconscious. Oh, shucks, I’m getting bogged down here. Let’s just say that there have been many theories about dreams.
“There was a woman who did a thirty year study. I wish I could remember her name. She had set up a dream lab inside a cave and studied dream patterns. Her conclusions were that we each have six to seven dreams a night and they last from a few seconds to around an hour.”
Simon interrupted me . I was glad, because I felt bogged down
What she was saying scared me more than if I had confronted him face to face and I wondered what had happened in her dream with him.
“No one is killing anyone, Delilah,” Robert said as he studied her face.
CHAPTER 16
That night when we got back to our room, and were comfortably propped up in bed, I asked her. She got tears in her eyes and that surprised me because I had never seen her cry.
“It were a sexual dream, Judith, and it makes me ashamed because I enjoyed it. And that’s why he has to be destroyed. I’m afraid he will cause me to do something awful. I don’t know why, but every time he has invaded my dream, it’s been sexual. In real life, I would never be attracted to him. I don’t understand it, me.”
“Don’t you think you’ll be all right if we all keep an eye on each other?”
“I don’t know, Judith, I just don’t know, me.”
# # #
I didn’t know what had woken me, but I sat upright in the bed out of a deep sleep. I looked over at Delilah’s bed and it was empty. Looking toward the bathroom door, which was open, the light was on, but she wasn’t there either.
I looked at the clock, two thirty seven a.m. I threw on my jeans, kept on my pajama top, and didn’t bother with shoes. I called Robert from my cell phone as I ran down on the beach. I was frantic as I looked up and down the beach. Feeling a sense of doom, Running from one end of the beach to the other, I had just gotten even with the hotel when I saw Robert’s car come to a stop in front of the hotel and I ran to them.
“Look,” Robert said and pointed over my shoulder. Delilah was coming up from the water. She was wearing her nightgown and she was dripping wet. I heard Sarah scream and saw her running from the opposite end of the beach.
Robert intercepted her, “Where did you come from, Sarah? And what are you doing out here? I left you at home, asleep.”
Sarah fainted. Robert caught her and picked her up. Simon picked Delilah up, when she got to us, as she fainted too.
We all ended up in mine and Delilah’s hotel room. Evidently, Delilah and Sarah had had nightmares but I had been sleeping like a baby. We didn’t understand why.
“You’re going to have to keep him awake until he goes to trial,” Delilah said. “He’s going to make us do things we don’t want to do, and what’s so scary is that someone else is involved, but I don’t know how.”
She looked around and saw us staring at her and continued, “During the dream state, when you travel, his body is in the cell but his dream self is out there traveling.” She stopped again and looked around at each of us. “What, y’all didn’t know that?”
Robert looked at me, “What do you know about dreams, Judith?”
“Oh, my goodness, I don’t know where to begin. There have been so many books written about dream and so much research. Freud believed that one of the main parts of psychoanalysis was the interpretation of dreams. The main goal was to explore dreams in an attempt to make the unconscious, conscious in order to resolve neurosis. He believed that the unconscious was the seat of neurosis.
“Later, Carl Jung believed that the subconscious was where the healthy part of our psyche dwelled. Then he talked about what he called the collective subconscious. Oh, shucks, I’m getting bogged down here. Let’s just say that there have been many theories about dreams.
“There was a woman who did a thirty year study. I wish I could remember her name. She had set up a dream lab inside a cave and studied dream patterns. Her conclusions were that we each have six to seven dreams a night and they last from a few seconds to around an hour.”
Simon interrupted me . I was glad, because I felt bogged down
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