TWO DAYS HAD PASSED, and Bill now knew what he needed to know. Something had gone wrong. Drastically wrong. Thomas had not shown as Marsuuv had promised. And he never would show.
Bill was trapped in this reality. If Thomas did not dream there was no other reality.
Or was it the other way around? Was this the dream? Or neither?
Either way, there was no way for him to cross over now to wreak havoc in that world.
He would simply do what damage he could here, in this world, and hope that in another world Marsuuv, his master and lover, approved.