No, Jim. His voice held a tinge of regret, that he had to do this. He's not here. We're dreaming. Do you understand? You cannot touch him. He cannot see you. Don't be alarmed.
Jim turned Kirk slightly, to face the bed.
That's you. He pointed across the room. Me. We're going to be okay. But you need to wake up. Let Bones know.
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Date: 2009-10-15 04:56 pm (UTC)No, Jim. His voice held a tinge of regret, that he had to do this. He's not here. We're dreaming. Do you understand? You cannot touch him. He cannot see you. Don't be alarmed.
Jim turned Kirk slightly, to face the bed.
That's you. He pointed across the room. Me. We're going to be okay. But you need to wake up. Let Bones know.