"We're gonna need a bigger boat!" I yelled as I bolted upright. Then I groaned and palmed my head as it throbbed in protest.
"What the fuck?" I muttered and squinted against the pain. I'd just
had the weirdest dream about swimming through the water, but I was
swimming faster than humanly possible and urgently trying to get
somewhere. Then the dream switched to me being on land surrounded by people I'd never met, including kids, and I felt the pressing urge to get them on the boat. A boat that was way too small to save them all.
I blinked several times to clear the stars from my vision. Everything was too bright, too clear, and with too many details. The sky was dark
overhead, pinpricked by a billion pale stars, and I was able to count the eyelashes on all the sets of eyes staring at me. Most of the faces were in shock, though some looked terrified, and a few seemed overjoyed.
