“Abia.  Abia, it’s Victor.”<br/><br/>Sleep is a wonderful thing. We can simultaneously rest our bodies, while exercising our minds. Certainly dreams are brief, but time is different there, and whole adventures can take but minutes.<br/><br/>“Abia, I love what you have done with the place.”  Victor was the way she remembered as he existed without the guise. Dressed in simple clothes, and a friendly smile. “ I think we need to talk.”