Psychic Singularity Ch 07

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Henry opened his eyes slowly, half expecting his head to be throbbing
and surprised he wasn’t hurting like he half expected to be.

The ground he was lying on was spongy, with the cool, green scent of
moss, and he fully opened his eyes to see trees stretching towards the
jaggedly striped grey and neon blue sky.

The juxtaposition made his head hurt, and he squeezed his eyes shut as he rolled over and got to his knees.

When his head stopped spinning and eyes stopped watering, he sat up on his knees and took a cautious look around.

The bright colors overlaid with grey were easier to look at than the
sky, and seemed vaguely familiar, like he knew the part of the forest.

He looked around slowly, searching for his family, and he could
vaguely feel his antlers trying to form, more solid here in this mix of
reality and Mindscape than they were everyday, the axe ready to come to
his hand despite there being no threat here yet to face.

There weren’t any other humans in sight, but Sauron and Baaaaab, the
nightmares that had chosen him, were scrambling to their feet and
trotting towards him, which was a surprising relief.

 Only this family would be relieved  to see demonic nightmare sheep trotting towards them, Henry thought ruefully as he let the two give him a quick once over.

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