What is a dream? A projection of our inner desires? Our inner fears? Or even just a reflection of our warped minds making sense of things that enter into our lives? Science will explain how it happens, but they can't figure out why. Lately, Laz's dreams had many meanings that he somewhat understood. But there were always outliers.
The sky was a deathly gray overcast that blanketed the shattered surroundings. This might have once been a major city hundreds of years ago, or maybe even just a few years ago. The level of destruction made it hard to tell.