"I'll be right back, Sam." I said. "I'm gonna go check on the baby."
This isn't real. Sam never eats meat. I said to myself as I ran up the stairs. I knelt beside Danny's crib and grabbed onto the bars, closing my eyes.
Get out of my head.
No. another voice said, unbidden.
Leave.
I said no!
I cast you out! I felt the bars go from warm, square, and wooden, to cold, round metal. Also, I was no longer on my knees, but back on my feet. Before I could to open my eyes, I felt something else hit my head. I opened my eyes, only I was still in the middle of the desert, only all alone, not even a piece of a train car or anything. I flew up, to see where I was, but no matter how high I flew, I couldn't see anything but desert.
Ah, great, I thought to myself, next thing I know, I'm gonna see a turtle on its back. Sure enough, I looked down, and what did I see at my feet?
"Sigh. Someone's been watching way too much 'Blade Runner'." I said to myslf as I helped the creature to its feet.
Get. Out. Of. My. HEAD!
Never!
Yes, yes, YEEES!
With that, everything came back, Danny, the train, Freakshow, even Vlad, the halfa popsicle. Before I can react, I see Freakshow running towards me, holding his staff like it was a baseball bat. The globe connected with my head, sending me flying.