Blinding light, flashes of pain, a feeling of weightlessness...
Images start to coalesce, he raises his hands in front of his face, a feeling of power coincides with the sudden feeling of self. He has been here before he knows, but is still confused by the suddenness and pain.
He sees a young man before him, but the eyes of this man show wisdom and a cold clarity that comes with a tendency to do great violence . He reaches out to touch the young man, who suddenly turns screaming, a terrible scream of bitterness and anger. His vision falters, trembling, shattering and then finally exploding into a thousand pieces...
Slowly he regains consciousness, this feels more real...tangible. He reaches for his scotch, which is ready for him, as ordered.
Always the same dream, the same nightmare as he is resurrected from death.
What does it mean?
No matter, they will pay for podding him, they will all pay.