WHO: Mal and Arthur WHAT: A difficult job WHERE: Mal's flat in Paris WARNINGS: Doubtful
Mal hadn't slept in four days. Not since the last dream she'd had where her own husband had shot her in the heart.
She'd awoken shivering from a sort of half-fog, trying to look around her bare flat, but everything appeared in order. For once. She didn't dream anymore, per se, but there had been something in that odd sort of half-awake that had gotten her wondering.
She walked over to the phone and dialed Arthur. Last she'd heard, he was in Louisiana, so he ought to pick up.
ooc: For Mal, What If she'd been the one to wake up from the dream world instead of her husband Dom? This would make him the vengeful spirit in her dreams, instead of the reverse.