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We call it sleeperland, there is grass there, trees, birds, bees.
I lifted my head, the damp grass clinging to my hair, I look at my hands clinch them to see that they respond, it is just such a strange feeling some how, even though I have done it millions of times. This is the place where I went to wake, that is good, nothing has changed.
I pick up my cell phone out of my pocket, look at the display, ten deaths since I was last here, I look at the names, Agustine Flerer was among them, I knew her.
It is not as if I do not feel any grief, it is just that there is always someone who died, but not here, very few die here.
I curl up into a ball, so to say. Hugging my legs.
I look out over the fields, seems that some one is sleeping up, it, she stands up looks around, sees me , a "hi" is all I can muster, she nods.
I do not remember when I first came here.... it was like coming to a different world, which in some way it was, I must have been young.
The woman walks towards me after looking at her PDA, she has loose wires hanging from her hair, "hello there dreamer", she is smiling.
"hello there dreamer" is my response, with a low voice. I do not know why we say that, bt it is the custom here...
she sits down besides me, "You seem down, dreamer, what has happened?".
"Nothing" I said. Looking at her wires, they look like the ones mother had, but hers were connected, "why do you have those wires, here?"
she looked at me, still smiling "I don't know, they are confuting some how" she looked at one while holding it, "they make me feel safe..." the last part was said with a low voice.
I looked at her, she looked at me, "are you going some ware?" I said.
"I don't know? Will you join?"
"what ever, we cant stay here all night"
she popped out her PDA, "so.... were to dreamer?"
I looked at the selection of places, I have been at all of them. "it does not matter"
more people are sleeping up now.
She presses her finger at one of the pictures "Hold on Dreamer!" I hesitated, should I go or not? I grabbed her clothing.
There was a bright light... an now we were sitting on a bench in a forest, the birds were singing...
I looked at her, she was looking at the trees.
"so tell me dreamer, what is your name?"
"Neh... Mokana Neh" I said, with by back hunched "Mokana is my surname"
"well then, Neh, I am Leena Aungstroem".
