Disclaimer time meaning I own nothing to do with Roswell, except the copies of the books bought with my hard earned cash Chapter Four
Gasping for breath Max wondered amongst the green fog, scrambling for something recognisable, the air stung his eyes and blocked up his nose. Finally he found it, a rock, climbing up he sucked In the pure air looking around he saw that he was standing on top of a mountain, he strove towards the summit. The wind chilled as Max peered over the edge of the cliff looking down on a vast expanse of water, he sensed a presence. A hand rested on his shoulder, "Max… I'm so glad to see you" Trevor? He spun around quickly "Trevor! Oh man its great to see you" He pulled him in to a hug "Where the hell is this place?"
"Well I like to call it home" he said smiling, Max gasped. He gazed around at the landscape; this was his planet, his home? "Wow but... How did I get here?"
"Max your not here, I'm in your dream, kinda like a long distance phone call. This is the easiest way to contact you, we don't have much time. Its this mist, its not natural" Trevor dissolved into a fit of coughing "huhh Weapon, huhh Collective rebels huhh need help huhh We are coming huhh Soon!" Trevor collapsed into the ground and everything vanished around him. "Nooo Trevor Nooo"
Max sat bolt upright "Trevor?" What had just happened to him? He was so confused one minute he had been on him planet, the next he was back in his bed wait… this wasn't his bed? "Max?" Liz put her arm on his shoulder "Are you ok? You where rolling around in your sleep"
"Liz, Oh Liz" He pulled her close to him "it was Trevor there's something wrong"
Short but sweet I'm afraid folks ;) Will update soon