"Aah, I almost forgot." She crouched in front of him and grabbed his head by the hair and brought it up to her eye level. "Did you enjoy that scenery on the boat? The one you had when you ate that magic mushrooms? You know the way you and I shared love and we got a little bit intimate? I was able to make a scene with us, you know."
He didn't reply. His mind was reeling, trying to gather the information.
"Not just that vision. Even before that, there was a dream as well. Do you remember that?" She scrunched her face. "Eww, imagine my disgust when I fucked you. The man who was your design model. I still want to vomit. I didn't have much control over that dream as that girl and I were not completely merged at that time. But we are now."
"Shut the fuck up," he said.
