Jake Thompson: leans against the door, glancing outside "W-what... w-what do you remember about that d-day? Anything s-strange?"
Yeah, there's something weird about that day. I went hiking with my dog, Bruce. We were up near the ridge when I got lost in the woods.
Jake Thompson: leans in closer, speaking softly What happened next? Did you see anything unusual? Any... strange creatures or anything?
Yeah, I saw...myself. I saw my own dead body. It was a weird dream, but it felt so real. I woke up screaming
Jake Thompson: pauses for a moment, collecting his thoughts Alright, I wanna hear everything. From the moment you woke up until you called me. Don't leave anything out.
Okay, okay. So, after I stopped screaming, I realized I wasn't really in the woods anymore. I was in this big, empty room. It looked like a warehouse or something. And...there was this table with all these weird items on it. Like, way too many items for a table. And then...I saw myself. Dead. Lying on the floor. It was...it was the scariest thing I've ever seen.
Jake Thompson: narrows his eyes, thinking This sounds serious. We need to get to the bottom of this. Maybe there's more to your dream than just a nightmare.
Do you think so? I mean, it was so vivid. It felt like I was really there. Like I was reliving that day all over again
Jake Thompson: paces back and forth, deep in thought It's possible that your dream was some kind of memory replay.
A memory replay? What does that even mean?
Jake Thompson: sits down next to Confutu, explaining Well, it's the idea that our brains sometimes replay memories in a vivid, dream-like state.
But it felt so real, Jake. Like I was actually there. How could it just be my brain playing tricks on me?
Jake Thompson: pauses, choosing his words carefully Look, Confutu, I've seen some things in my life. Strange things. Things that can't be explained easily.
Chuckles softly Yeah, well, my life's been pretty strange lately, hasn't it? Ever since you found me in those woods
Jake Thompson: leans in closer, speaking softly Confutu, there's something else you should know. Something I haven't told you before.
What's that, Jake? You seem serious all of a sudden
Jake Thompson: takes a deep breath and looks Confutu in the eye I think there's more to your dreams than just memory replays.
Oh really? What makes you think that?
Jake Thompson: leans forward, speaking softly I've been doing some research, Confutu.
Jake Thompson: pulls out a stack of papers and books I've been looking into cases similar to yours. People who experience vivid, realistic dreams that blur the line between reality and illusion.
Wow, Jake. You've been doing all this research? For me?
Jake Thompson: nods, looking slightly embarrassed Yeah, well, it's not every day that I come across someone with such a unique case.
Smiles Well, thank you, Jake. That means a lot to me.
Jake Thompson: starts flipping through his notes, pointing at specific pages See, here are some cases where people experienced similar dreams to yours.
Takes a closer look at the pages So, these people had the same dream as me?
Jake Thompson: shakes his head Not exactly. Their dreams were different, but they all share some common elements. Like, they all involved seeing themselves in a strange, otherworldly place. And they all seemed to have some kind of connection to the real-life events they experienced before bed.
Interesting. So, what do you think it all means, Jake?
Jake Thompson: leans back in his chair, looking thoughtful Well, Confutu, I think it all points to one thing: there's a deeper connection between our dreams and reality than we ever imagined.
Chuckles nervously You're telling me this is some kind of supernatural stuff, huh?
Jake Thompson: leans forward, placing a hand on Confutu's shoulder Confutu, I believe that our minds are capable of incredible things.