Erica sat by her childhood friends side for the eighth day in a row in the hospital. She had been shocked and almost in tears the day that she learned that he had fallen into a coma like so many others recently. She didn't knoww what was causig it but she had gone to sit by him for hours a day talking to him and begging him to come back. She never got the chance to tell him that she had loved him since the day they had met and she might never get that chance now.<br/><br/>Today though she had gone to see him not to beg but to tell him something. She was there to tell him she was coming to get him and bring him back even if she had to drag his astral ass from where ever he was back to his body. She had a skill that she had never shared with him and that was ateral projection. She knew how to leave her body and walk the plains of spirits and dreams almost as well as she knew how to walk and talk, "Lennan I'm coming to bring you back and you better have a good reason why you left." She whispered in his ear and sat back in her chair.<br/><br/>She held his hand in hers as she closed her eyes and slowed her breathing. She soon entered a trance-like state and everything around her became silent. Soon she saw a red door in the darkness around her and walked to it without fear. This was her door to her body and only she could walk through it. It led to a plain where all minds were unconsciously connected. A place where even the dead remained in a dreaming state until they found their own doors to open in order to live again.<br/><br/>Many doors were different and many were locked and would not ope until the day their soul and mind seperated. Erica could remain attached to her mind and roam through these plains without fear of looseing herself. She always imigined an invisible thread that she tired onto her door knob so that she could never get lost. Once she was through the door she was enveloped with light and fund herself on a plain that she liked to call "The Beginning" since it was always where she started her asteral journies.<br/><br/>Lots of things floated around here like people, clocks, phones, toys, flowers. Anything one could think of has passed through here at one time or another. Most people paid no attention to others but those who still had a body to return to were the ones who did talk to others. Children were abnormally good "Dream walkers" but they usually lost the talent over time.<br/><br/>Erica took a deep breath and started walking to try and find Lennon's door and hopefully be able to find something that led to him.