Vincent woke from a nightmare with a shout, thrashing about, sitting up all of the sudden with a gasp. Catherine lay against him, sharing the warmth of their bed. Tears were in Vincent's eyes as his emotional response calmed from his nightmare to being awake and he wiped his eyes.
"Vincent, what is wrong?" The blonde beauty had woken with his thrashing, and sitting up.
"Bad dream?" She sat up and moved closer to hold him in her arms, offering her comfort.
"Yes... I dreamed that I was invisible, but able to see into another dimension... where there was a television show based on a beautiful woman and and a man who was disfigured in some way... He lived somewhere like Below, and that there were fans of this show several years after this show had been removed from the television."
Catherine had started smoothing the leonine faced Vincent's hair, listening with interest."Go on... I suppose they fell in love like we did?"
Vincent smiled."Yes,,, but that's not all... I dreamed there were several people with different talents that would meet to celebrate this show and one of them was an artist."
"An artist?"
"Yes. I dreamed she was as talented as Elizabeth, and drew several images honoring the show on paper, and painted them. I dreamed she went on the computer and talked to several people, as well as meeting some of them in person at different rooms."
"Rooms?"
"Like the descriptions of hotels that some of the helpers had told me, when they had been travelling...And costumes for some of them."
"Oh." The blond woman kissed Vincent on the cheek."Like Winterfest?." She continued to smooth his hair but got into a more comfortable position, pulling their sheets and blankets closer to Vincent's waist.
He nodded, and continued describing his dream to her."I dreamed I saw this woman become very ill... and taken to a hospital, and I dreamed that people on the computers that knew her and knew of her sent their love to this woman's family, amongst other things."
"Any idea of what her name would have been?"
"I'm not sure but I dreamed people were calling her Chan, even though that wasn't her name..."
"Why were you crying Vincent?" Catherine wiped a bit of the little tears that were sitting on Vincent's face off.
"I just dreamed that she died...and people in that other world were grieving for her loss."
"Oh Vincent...That is sad." Catherine hugged Vincent and he wrapped his arms around her.
"I know...I wish I could have done something in that world to make her get better... She was loved by many people in my dream and had had a good life."