Chapter 16
He was not prepared for what he found when he woke. His body was a solid mass of throbbing pain from head to toe, particularly down the left side. He was awash in a sea of his own sweat, and the top of his scalp where the Dreamcap had rested felt embedded in lava. He tried to move, and found he couldn’t. Even opening his eyes proved too great an effort. There were sounds and voices around him, but they all seemed terribly far away, as though at the wrong end of some auditory telescope. There was excitement, people moving quickly, and he could feel himself being lifted and carried somewhere, but that was the total extent of his awareness.
Funny, he thought, his intellect totally detached from his body. In the Dream I was a god, I could do anything. Now, in real life, I can’t do
