The other Kim finishes her job

“… well, that took a while, but the wand is finally back in my possession. Thanks, Kim!” Morpheus thanked her worker while admiring the crystal wand in his hands. He was a muscular man clad in a toga with a pair of wings folded over his back.

Kim, for her part, was still naked, having just dragged herself out of that cursed Fairy Realm. Her hair was disheveled, her skin caked in muck and snow, both her cheeks glowing red. “Err, boss man, I’ve got a question. Your job is to make dreams, right? That’s what humans dream every night, correct?”

Morpheus raised an eyebrow at the obvious question.“Yes. You even help me test some of the dreams before I release them to my sleeping audience. Why do you ask Kim?”

“Well, It’s just that I recently heard that dreams were windows to the other realities. I knew it was nonsense, of course, but I just wanted to check-”

“Oh no, they totally are. Sometimes.”

“…What?”

“Yeah, sometimes I make the dreams, other times they are visions of the future or alternate realities, they can also be the human brain processing information and many other things. It all depends on factors beyond your mortal comprehension.”

Huh, so that explains the dream walking Kim. Ugh, Harako was right; Kim was her own worst enemy. It boiled her skin, knowing that her alternate self spent at least a whole night going around the multiverse and wrecking other Kims days.

Someone ought to teach her (herself?) a lesson! But how could she find her again? It’s not like Kim knew how to walk across …dreams. “Err, boss. Can I ask for a small favor?”