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If dreams are heavenly are nightmares hellish

Posted Aug. 4, 2020, 10:14 a.m. by Civilian Louis Harvatt (Ship Administrator/21st Century Human) (Louis Harvatt)

It was 20:55 and Louis sat in his living room, more specifically at his dining table, sipping a large mug of freshly brewed coffee the smell lingering throughout the surrounding rooms. Tapping away on his PC he was working away completing his latest fanfiction cross over. The meeting of the crew of the USS Voyager and SG1. Chuckling aloud at the thought of who would be more badass Janeway or O’Neill.

“Time for coffee,” he said aloud rising to his feet and walking across the room and into the kitchen. Checking the water level of the kettle was sufficient Louis tapped the power button before moving on to retrieve several items a large mug from the overhanging cupboard, a jar of instant coffee, a pot of sugar, and the bottle of green-topped semi-skimmed milk. Placing the mug on the counter he then went on to add two spoons of coffee, three sugars, and a drop of milk stirring as the water filled the mug. Allowing for the drink to stew for a few moments, the young adult tidied up the counter before grabbing his mug of coffee and heading back in towards the living room where he had previously been working.

Louis’s living room and the kitchen was separated by a door with a step built within it. Reaching that step he stopped looking up into the living room after an eery deathly feeling had run throughout his body.

“No please don’t” he bellowed as a large blue abundance of light transversed across the living room engulfing Louis.

All that remained was a broken mug and remanence of hot coffee scattered along the floor…

Louis Harvatt
21st Century Human


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