The fourth in 'the Wake' series of short stories. If you haven't read the previous ones, I recommend you do do here1 here2 and here3
The Wake #4: Rise and shine
It was
7:00 am in a remote area some would call a ghetto.
The
brightness of the morning light was blinding as Sublime Mist opened his eyes.
It could be likened to the
blindness of a baby during the first days of
arrival. Blimey couldn't see for a while. When he started picturing
the world
around slowly, his memories came back and he started to realize that it all
didn't make sense. He
couldn't be here. He knew he had a terrible dream but
what about before? He surely didn't park his bike in the
middle of the road and
sleep on the floor.
He stood up and started to observe his surroundings and the
situation.
