#context: danny's been in a coma and its finally his POV---did we forget sleeping boys can dream?

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Phantom Pains - Chapter 12 Snippet

Danny is sleeping.

He guesses it would be more accurate to say he’s in a coma but sleeping feels like a better fit, considering he dreams. 

Nocturne is here, as he sometimes is.

He and Danny aren’t on the best of terms, exactly, but thankfully there seems to be some kind of unspoken truce going on.

He comes by periodically to report to Danny about the goings on of the waking worlds.

They’re not stories by any means, but it’s better than nothing.

This time, Danny has opted to change his dreamscape into the fields that sit between Elmerton and Amity Park.

He tries not to look into the distance, where a satellite dish peeks over the horizon.

Danny is laying in the soft grass staring up at the stars.

He wants to stop listening to Nocturne and his blunt, matter-of-fact way of speaking.

Like Jazz being a husk of a halfa is just afternoon tea.

Like Sam and Val committing atrocities in his name is as entertaining as a pee-wee baseball league game.

Like Tucker working himself to the bone enough that becoming AI isn’t actually that far fetched is just a walk through the park.

Like Wes grappling with autonomy as a puppet to Her is just a bump in the road.

Like Dani, no, like Ellie forcing herself to be someone else, someone slightly to the left of her, is as unfortunate as leaving clean laundry to hang in the rain.

He’s glad he and Nocturne don’t fight.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to.

Nocturne bids his goodbye, but Danny ignores him.

He closes his eyes, and he dreams within his dream.

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