There's a long pause, and then an expression of consternation. "It didn't happen this way," he says insistently, and even as he's saying it, he doesn't know how he knows it, doesn't know why those words are coming out of his mouth, but they make sense somewhere in the dark recesses of his mind that knows this is a dream.
He's running into the kitchen in an instant, looking for his mother, his brother, someone, the adult part of his consciousness telling him that this is all wrong, that this isn't a real memory, that he's not really alone, but he can't find them anywhere.
"Look for them!" he calls out to Daneel, trying and failing to keep the frantic, childlike tone out of his voice.
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There's a long pause, and then an expression of consternation. "It didn't happen this way," he says insistently, and even as he's saying it, he doesn't know how he knows it, doesn't know why those words are coming out of his mouth, but they make sense somewhere in the dark recesses of his mind that knows this is a dream.
He's running into the kitchen in an instant, looking for his mother, his brother, someone, the adult part of his consciousness telling him that this is all wrong, that this isn't a real memory, that he's not really alone, but he can't find them anywhere.
"Look for them!" he calls out to Daneel, trying and failing to keep the frantic, childlike tone out of his voice.