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her wherever she walked, and whenever she stood still it grew in i ntensity. It was like the feeling she used to get after staying up all night at parties, except so intense that she was having trouble thinking straight. With a sinking sense of dread she wondered if there had been a bioweapon after all; she may not feel sick anymore, but this was worse somehow, whatever it was.
    She went back to the window to find the comfort that sometimes greeted her there, but the sun, mostly above the horizon now, was too bright. And white. And flas hing, coming at her in blinding waves.  Could this be right? Is this how it’s always looked? No, the light did not dance off the buildings; it was the buildings that danced off the light, writhing and wriggling and trailing up into the white sky in columns of smoky dust.
    Steph turned and stepped away. What was that? What the fuck is going on?
    “Steph?”
    Seito’s voice was distant and grainy, coming at her from behind thick curtains. She stu mbled towards the sound and stopped when her knees hit the mattress. The voice called again, more distant, “Steph, are you alright?” The strangeness was so intense now that she didn’t want to answer him. She only wanted to climb in bed, curl up under the covers and hide.
    And that’s exactly what she did.

 
     
    To be continued in
     
    Dreams in the Tower
    Part 2
     
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Dreams in the Tower Part 1 by Andrew Vrana
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