Wednesday: September/10/08
Who: Peyton and Blake When: Wednesday night Where: Peru... sorta What: Peyton connects with Blake in a dream
Peyton ate a light dinner then took some time to sit in her bunk at the hostel and read. This was the routine since her arrival Saturday. She'd spend her days roaming, looking for Blake or anyone who might have seen him, then she'd find a place to crash for the night. The other part of her routine was what happened as she fell asleep, but Peyton was far less practiced on this. She was fairly confident that she was capable of astral projection, and damn near sure that's what she'd been doing while locked up in her father's lab, but doing it now without all the drugs and wanting to target a person to visit rather than a place, she was struggling.
Tonight, like all the other nights, Peyton fell asleep with a photo of Blake and the telescope he gave her in her hands. She cleared her mind of all thoughts except him, focusing as hard as she could on his image, hoping she could connect with him in her dreams. But unlike the other nights, it worked this time. As she entered REM sleep, flashes of Blake's face came to her. He wasn't sleeping, but he didn't seem totally conscious either.
Her voice always sounded so strange in this state of being, but she called out to him anyway. "Blake? It's Peyton. I need your help."