[i]No matter how real it all felt - the throbbing in his head, the dryness in his mouth and throat, the light feeling in his head, the suffocating sensation, and his senses slowly disappearing - Jason was convinced he was dreaming a nightmare, every bit of his being screaming that it was all fake... and in truth, he really did believe it. When he went unconscious and woke up in the middle of something else, as if he had taken someone else's place in that very moment, he only became more certain of his assumptions and his thoughts, thoroughly believing it, and when the woman asked him that very question... he decided he might as well have some fun before waking up.[/i] "Gimme the details one more time, darling," [i]He responded, swirling the whiskey around in the small glass with his right hand, before bringing it up to his lips, drinking it all in one gulp, only to set the glass back down.[/i] "If I'm to make such a major choice, I'd like to be sure I didn't hear anything wrong -- sorry to bother you." [i]The fact the woman didn't seem to have a face was unsettling, yes, but it only served to reinforce Jason's thoughts about this entire post further.[/i]