Chapter 7: Dreams and memories.
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Jake opened his eyes and found himself in the dream-corridor. With the dream-charm he got from Rose months ago, he could go now to his fathers dreams and talk with him.
That was the only way, to talk with him. The hospital was still closed for the public and his father was isolated in the ICU. The soldiers would arrest him if he walk into the hospital. And in the news, the most interviewed people in the TV still said that they afraid to get sick, too. Jake found his fathers door and opened it. Jake saw only a big black area inside.
He was afraid that his father dream nothing, that he will fall into the big empthy. He doesn't know what people dream when they are in a coma. But after Jake entered the dream he could see, they have dreams.
Jake stood in a big, office with expensive furniture, some TV-monitors with economy-news, and big windows with a great view above whole Manhattan. Threw the window Jake could see that the building he have to be in, was higher than each other building. Behind the big, wide desk, Jake could see his father. He looked funny on the screen of his computer and laugh happily. Than Jonathan looked at Jake and wink.
"Hello, my son! Good news, you have to hear this!" Jonathan said happily and pressed a button on the computer. Than a electronic-voice said: YOU HAVE MONEY!
"Money?" Jake asked. "Do you mean we are rich?"
"Yes," Jonathan said. "...we are so rich that they had to invent a new number! We have to celebrate! Let's dance!"
Jonathan pressed a button on the desk and music filled the air. Than a group of dancers appeared and the whole office was a big disco. Everybody danced, and confetti falled down from the celling. Jake was really surprised above his father's dream. A few seconds later the music stopped and the dancers disappeared. Jonathan sat down and pressed another button.
"Yes, sir!" a man behind Jake said.
Jake turned and saw Mr. Lockjelly, the boss of his father, standing there in a uniform and with a broom.
"We had a little party here. Please clean here. But don't threw the confetti in the rubbisch, money is not growning on trees."
"But, Mr. Jonathan, Sir, money is growning on trees. Your scientist invent it in the laboratory that you found in Africa, to improve the local economy." Mr. Lockjelly said and presented a plant with some bank notes on it.
"Yes, I'm great, and your boss... Mr. Lockjelly. I'm your boss." Jonathan said.
Jake decided to go. His father dream very well now, and if he told Jonathan now that he dream, that would become a nightmare. The best way was, that Jonathan still dreams during Jake investigates his memory.
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Spud said on the laptop and tried to burgle into the airline-computer. Fu Dog and Haley where in the shop too to look at Patcouli.
"And?" Haley asked.
"One moment please...." Spud said.
"You said 'one moment please' around one hour ago." Fu Dog complained.
"I HAVE IT!" Spud shouted happily and presented the result on the screen. "Inter Fly Airways, admistator system. Flight informations, passenger lists, future public-relation campaings. and and and..."
"Great! Open the file for flight 217: Montreal - New York, from Wendesday." Fu Dog said and Spud did what he wanted.
After a few minutes they had a passenger and a crew list. Fu Dog walked to the wall where a big sketch from the passenger cabin.
"Well, Jonathan sat here... seat 12A. And the other sick passengers...." Fu Dog painted some red points on different seats. And some green points on the seats where healty passengers sat.
"Wow, you can see that all sick people and Jonathan sat in the rows 10 - 16." Haley realised.
"Yes, everybody in this part of the cabin is sick... instead of one." Fu Dog said and presented a green point directly next to Jonathans seat.
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Jake stood in the living room of thier house and saw himself, sitting on the couch and watching TV. The young Jake was around 8. Jake was to deep in his fathers memory. But than Jake saw his father standing on the front door and talking angrilly with another person. Jake walked to his father and saw that he squabbled with Brad Morton's dad.
"Your son is the most depraved and violent boy I ever met!" Jonathan shouted angrilly to Mr. Morton.
"WHAT! You insult my son. Look at your son: maybe he is a liar because he have a stupid and bourgeois slowpoke as father!" the officer shouted back.
Jonathan was really angrilly now.
"But, fortunatelly my son haven't a corrupt, violent father and ... he have a intact family. Is it true that your wife leaved you because you hit her... GO AWAY. AND STAY AWAY FROM OUR HOUSE. And told your son that he can prepare for reprove from school. We have plenty of witnesses. And the Buttersleeves will take proceedings against your son, too." Jonathan explained and slamed to door so hard that the window next to it broke.
"Is he gone?" Jake's mother asked with a two-years-old Haley in her arms.
Jake leaved the scene and stood now in a hotel room. His family and his friends stood thier and Haley transformed in that moment Jonathan entered the room.
"I forgot the... aghhhh what's that?" Jonathan shouted after he saw the little pink dragon flying in the room.
"Emmm... that's nothing!" Susan said.
"My daughter is a... a..." Jake's father said. Jake looked now more interrested because that was the moment his father learned the truth and Jake missed it.
"That's a imagination... no you dreaming... that... that's from my side of the family. We are dragons. I never find a way to say you that."
Jake looked how his father became unconscinous after Fu Dog start to talk. He leaved that area too and found now the right place. Jake stood now in a big waiting area of an airport. His father sat on a bench near the gate and talk into a mobile.
"Yes, Mr. Lockjelly. Yes. All contracts are signed. Yes boss. Yes. Yes. I will be in the office earlier tomorrow... yes. Good Bye.... Awww.... that old, greedy ......" Jonathan annoyed before a loud voice filled the air:
"Ladies and gentleman, Flight 217 to New York is now ready for boarding! All passengers please come to...."
Jake was now in the cabin and saw his father sitting in his seat. Jake walked threw the cabin and sat down in the seat in front of him. His father was so tired and looked worried. Jake thaught above that what happend in the other memory. His father wanted to protect him from Brad and his violent father. He work very hard for his family. There are people who already stop working for Lockjelly if they where in Jonathans situation. But Jake's father was unwaveringly. Jake was proud. He was really proud.
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"Fu!" Haley shouted. "She wake up again."
"Ask our 'Doctor Carter'!" Fu Dog said bored.
"She is still on the plane wreck and now come on!" Haley annoyed.
"Yeah, yeah... I come!" the dog said still bored and entered the room with a little brown bottle. "Take this on a tissue, before she is really awake!"
"Why? What's that?" she asked and did what Fu Dog said.
"Lay it on her face. Than you see it!"
Haley layed the tissue on Patchouli's face and she fell asleep again. Haley looked worried on the bottle.
"What was that?" she asked angrilly.
"Chloroform! Or do you want that she yell again?" Fu Dog explained.
"Oh, yes! I understand..."
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Jake still looked at his father when a young woman sat down next to him. She looked very bad and hold her stomach.
"Sorry, Mr. ... however your name was... but I feel very bad!" she said and took the wastebag from the seat in front of Jonathan.
Jake was now more interrested. The woman looked ill and she had to puke. Maybe she infected Jonathan, but Jake remembered that puke was not a symptom. During the next minutes, Jonathan called with the board-phone. Jake heared his own voice threw the phone and knowed that the crash will happen in the next minutes. Jake stood up and walked to the cockpit, but his fathers memory ended in the front galley.
Jake leaved this memory and jumped to the moment after the crash. Jake saw how his father leaved the plane threw a big hole in the wall. He walked slowly and shocked above the field. In the far, the engines stood in fire and everywhere ran people yelling, shouting, and crying. Jake looked back at the wreck and recognized some people: every person who leaved the plane threw that hole was sick now. Instead of the woman who sat next to his father.
She ran away from the wreck paniclly and sat down on earth. She cried. Jake tried to remember her, but he newer saw her before. And his father also don't know her. Jake took his mobile and took a photo from her. Than he leaved the memories totally and stood in his fathers dream again.
Now the dream was on a big yacht between some islands. Jake saw his father and his family relaxing in a whirlpool or with a massage.
"Dad!" Jake said.
"Jake? What do you do there, and there?" Jonathan asked and pointed at the dream-Jake who got a massage from a top-model.
"Wow! Thank you that I only get this in your dreams." Jake said.
"Dream!.... o my gosh... I was in the park with you mother and your aunt...!" Jonathan realized. The yacht disappeared and both stood on a field. A big burnig plane flew directly to them.
"Dad! Calm down! It's a dream..." Jake shouted and touched his father with the dream-charm.
The falling plane disappeared and both where alone. Jake explained his father what happend and the thing with the dream-charm.
"Wow! I ever hoped that you forget what happend on our door! I'm in a coma? And I have a magical-disease?" Jonathan asked.
"Yes, okay... we have to talk... let's sit down and talk about it!" Jake said and looked around. "Em... dad, it's your dream. Can you make us a few chairs."
A second later the couch from the Long's living-room appeared next to them and both sit down.
"The woman next to me looked sick! Maybe she infected me!" Jonathan told.
"Dad, she was not in the news. She is healty. Maybe she has a influenza... or something else. Was there any other thing, maybe in Montreal. You bought that stuff on the local-magical-bazar..."
"The bazar... Jake there was a man, he looked like a human, and for a short moment I could see that he had blood in his face.... Jake, in the night before I felt in this 'coma' I had a bloody nose." Jonathan explained.
"And?"
"Jake, I'm not sure, but this man also sat in the plane..."
"What?!" Jake shouted. "Dad do you remember how he looked?"
Jonathan explained Jake his memory and Jake stood up. He had to wake up now and report above his 'investigations'.
"Wait! And what should I do now?" Jonathan asked and pointed on the big empty area around them, the only thing in the dream was the couch.
"Okay dad, I show you something..." Jake said and took his fathers arm. "With that dream-charm you can also visit other peoples dreams and memories. Well,... this is the dream corridor." Jake explained his wondered father. "You got in touch with the dream-charm so you can visit some friends or your boss..."
"And why should I visit my boss?"
"A little revenge for the send to that disaster."
"That's wrong and evil... but Mr. Lockjelly deserve it... by the way how I react that you wake up..." Jonathan said but realized that Jake disappeared.
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Jake woke up by the alarm clock and was happy. He found out more than he expected. He leaved his room and start his way back to the shop.
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End of Chapter 7
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