POW Allen. I woke up today with mixed feelings. After yesterday's conversation with Congocom I thought of many things. I kind of accepted the fact that it was all real, but it was hard to understand that the life I was living was just a dream. The doctors said that I might be ever thinking about any world where you are the main character that my brain has decided it has something to play. I had a lot of questions that I asked Songoku, and he patiently answered them. The guy said we first met at that silver restaurant. There and became interested in each other. We began to communicate, and then he brought me to the sea and confessed his feelings, as he did yesterday. And you know, now it's kind of real... Now I get the picture. I wondered in my sleep why I had named my kinder toy that way, or why I had heard someone call me that night. And it was Conhook. And the cabin Boy heard quite another. Maybe this was the way the dream was trying to keep me and forget about reality. Oh, my he