Ava had not had very many dreams lately, she had only had very deep sleep and she felt like she should be doing something but she didnt know what. She felt restless, unable to cope with how calm everything had become.
Then the nightmares began again, images of rivers of blood again and bodies, large towers engulfing the sky in black smoke. What was surprising was that she could smell the stench in her dreams of rotting corpses, the smell of death, like an animal on the side of the road.
Ava seemed to reason in her dreams why the surrounding area looked the way it did. The processing of the methane shot blue flames into the horizen, the motion of the flame moving so quickly that it made a loud whistling noise. The carbon fumes, built up over time had caused a steady prescence of black clouds to line the sky, streaks of red lightening flashing in the midst of the plumes.
Ava's first instinct was to run but she couldnt, she was drowning, consumed by some unseen force.
A clone of Ava stood on the river bank before her, taunting Ava. Avas clone had a knife to Jareks throat. Jarek was Ava's lover.
Ava felt her heart rate speed up but she couldnt move despite her greatest efforts. Avas clone slit Jareks throat, his blood spraying out in an awful torrent and it was at this point that Ava awoke.
She was inside of her room, her fist swinging at a phantom in the dark that could or could not be real.
I.M.I., the imbedded micro inteligence had been removed in hopes that the hallucinations would cease.
I.M.I. was a technology that lived within Ava, connecting tissue at a molecular level with an alien element gathered in a mysterous way. The way it was gathered was the question of what came first, the chicken or the egg. In order for one to have obtained the element it would have required the element itself to time travel.
The inventor, of the technology, Omir of Arabia had been dubbed as a lunatic by his peers back on his home planet, he was also ostrisized by society because of the technology he dreampt up sounded completely insane to the layman; his inventions were even dubbed crazy by the advanced scientist in the achedemic community back home in his land.
Ava did not tell anyone that she had adopted Omir, he was her secret weapon.
Ava looked down at Jarek, the two of them laid naked in bed, Avas pale skin gleemed in the blue moon that hung in the air which showed her naked spendor. Ava litup a clove cigarette, the smell of which he despised.
She hoped that he would awake to the scent, the truth was that she was quickly becoming bored with the routine of seeing him in her bed. Jarek was handsom, there was no doubt about that, he had a face that was grizzeled just right, the right amount of shadow always which sort of pissed Ava off. Always so damn perfect, fucking Jarek.
The dreams were starting to ware on her mind, leading to her subconcious where worry, fear and doubt were begining to manifest. She felt doom looming in on her like the moon that sat above her and she feared that Jarek would become a victim of her possible psycotic breakdown.
There were several explinations for her bad dreams. They may be caused by the spirit of Egregores, entities that were the manisfestation of peoples dreams however she could not prove this without I.M.I., who could be the cause of the mental collapse also. The cause and the cure.
There had been several nights where Ava had awoken on several occasions throughout the night. On some of these occasions she thought she could see the figure of a tall, stark figure in all black, not black clothing, more like a shadow of a being without the appearence of a physical body. Several nights she felt like she was being held down by some unknown entity.
Ava had a choice to make, which was either to stay in the current predicament, deal with the nightmares and face such an entity without any help or reinstal I.M.I. and possibly end up following some long rabit hole that would end in epic bloodshed.
Ava had made a pledge to live a peaceful life. The last mission that she had been on had lasted so long and had been so dangerous that she had put away all of her advanced technology.
During this pledge to peace she had finally met someone, his name was Jarek.
The two of them had started taking trips into places that were forbidden to everyone, Ava letting her guard down, showing Jarek these secrets.
The relationship blossomed into something much deeper than Ava had ever fathomed, before they knew it they were trying to have a child together.
The thought was both appealing and fearful to Ava, the latter because of all of the violence she had witnessed, the first because of the small ammount of joy.
Ava knew that she still had much more to accomplish, she could not stop until she found the magical lamp that was prophesized to entrap genies, genies that were manisfestations of these egregores. It was time to go see Omir.