The Discrepancies of Dreams

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Carrie Winters has been dreaming a lot lately. The problem is, she doesn't know when the dreams end and reality begins.

Submitted: December 24, 2015

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Carrie Winters was on the couch in her parent’s living room. She could hear her mom in the kitchen talking to Aunt Faye. But Carrie sensed something was wrong.

Carrie was wearing a black lace dress that hugged snug upon her. It was her favorite party dress. Then she remembered. She was going to a New Year’s party. Her boyfriend, Jason was to pick her up.

The problem was Aunt Faye had died when Carrie was ten years old. And Jason had broken up with her last year. As the doorbell rang, Carrie went to answer the door. Everything then faded to white.

Carrie found herself on a beach. She didn’t know what beach until she heard her twelve year old sister call out while playing in the surf.

Carrie remembered it was New Year’s Eve. She was on the big island of Hawaii, where little Peg had drowned in that surf. But that happened ten years before. Carrie got up to yell for Peg to get out of the water, but everything faded to white.

She was now at another New Years Eve party. It was in celebration of her last days on Earth. She was among the chosen few to journey to the stars via the plasma drive starship, Aquarius. Carrie knew the year was 2025, but something was still wrong.

She noticed her Physics professor, Dr. Wyle Stanton was over in the corner talking with Starship designer Milton Farris. The problem was Stanton had died from kidney failure during her last semester of undergraduate studies and Farris had been killed testing the beta version of the plasma drive four years before.

As she tried to think this through, everything faded to white.

Carrie was now strapped to a reclining support chair enclosed in a plastic canopy with various tubes and wires connected to her nude body. The fogged canopy blurred her view, but she knew where she was. In the hibernation capsule aboard Aquarius.

“Carrie?” a female voice inside her head whispered.

“Yes, Ami,” Carrie answered the automated master intelligence program that ran the starship while the crew hibernated during their long journey to the stars.

“I apologize for awakening you.”

“Have we arrived?”

“No, we haven’t.”

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s been a malfunction in your sedatives. Instead of being in pure hibernation mode, you’ve been fluctuating between REM states. I’ve been attempting to access your memories to provide your brain with enough activity to keep it from deteriorating, but I’m having difficulty achieving a proper time line for your memories.”

Carrie now realized the cause of the discrepancies in her dreams.

“How much longer until we reach our destination?”

“One thousand years…” Ami answered, as the AI sent another sedative through a plastic tube inserted into Carrie’s forearm, “I’ll continue to tap your memories to provide a lucid dream experience until we arrive.”

Before she drifted off into another fractured dream coma, Carrie asked, “What date is it on Earth?”

“New Year’s Eve, 2115,” Ami quickly answered.


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