Revelations

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Later that night, Tim tossed and turned in his sleep, moaning as he relived Friday’s strange events. His body shuddered as his mind watched the eerie encounter on the train replay once more like a silent film. Then he saw himself sitting in Jack’s office, listening to the sage advice proffered by his mentor.

The dream changed as Jack’s gaze grew distant.

“Jack? Are you alright?”

The man said nothing as his jaw slackened. His dark blue eyes were immersed in a cloudy haze, and he seemed to be looking through Tim as he spoke in a dreamy tone.

“There’s a storm approaching. Dark days are coming. Can you feel it?”

Tim’s mental projection of himself squirmed uncomfortably in his chair.

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