And every time you go to sleep...

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Who: Meyer Lansky and all y'all
Where: ~Only in dreams
When: Day 83-88
What: Meyer is having some dreams. Perhaps you'd like to stumble into them.
Warnings: There is definitely disturbing imagery in here. There's copious amounts of murder and blood, kidnapping, drug dealing, and traumatic childhood memories that most definitely include murder and gore. There is also swearing, of course. More warnings will be added if more come up during the dreams.

[[This is an open dream log, to keep things tidy! I set up a couple specific threads for people, but other people can jump in as well, or they can make their own thread, or they can jump into the collective dream thread!

Please just note what day the dream is occurring on if you tag!]]

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[thezerothlaw]

Daneel follows, not sure what to expect. Did his input help? Certainly the door does not look like the one he was thinking of. Imagination is not, he feels, his strong suit in any case.

He steps through the door, blinking curiously.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Meyer's not sure whether the door that had appeared is the one he was thinking of, either. It seems that his brain has some hidden agenda in mind, some way of conjuring things that perhaps only his subconscious could imagine. Somehow, it doesn't matter, because when they make their way through this door, he hears the faint but distinct sound of that crying child again, and he immediately wants to turn around.

"This isn't the right way," he says, but the door behind them has disappeared, and he seems to be turning small again, too. Desperately, he tries to fight it, tries to will himself into wakefulness, tries to drown out the sounds of the child -- his brother, dammit, his brother in distress and he can't find him -- and he closes his eyes, concentrating hard.

Just as he begins to think it's a lost cause, another door appears, this one larger and more forbidding than the first, but somehow it looks right. And somehow, he knows that to return to consciousness, he needs Daneel to be the one to open it, so he gestures to it. "Go ahead," he says eagerly.

[thezerothlaw]

His gaze falls on Meyer, his expression carefully neutral, and he pauses for a moment with his hand on the door. He doesn't know what to expect, has no notion of what sort of thing Meyer's mind might summon for them on the other side.

"As you wish," he says, and he turns to open the door, stepping through.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Once Daneel opens the door and steps through, Meyer follows him. For a moment, there's nothing on the other side of the door. Blankness, the absence of any sound, of any light, of any sign that there's anything beyond the doorway except nothingness. Then he gets the feeling that he's falling, tumbling through something, out of control, although he can tell he's not actually moved from where he's standing. He can't see Daneel anymore, has no idea where he's gone, is about to call out to find out where they are, and then...

He's waking up in bed, disoriented, eyes bleary, shaking his head, wondering what had just happened.