…but then, suddenly, he awoke. Not in bed, but still sitting at their dinner table. Narcolepsy had been an on and off again issue for Bob during his youth. But after meeting Ann in his late 20’s, the disorder began to subside. Peculiarly, after wedding Ann, his ability as a horror writer began to get noticed.
The nightmarish narcoleptic episodes began recently when his relationship with Ann fell under his suspicion. She began leaving the house earlier than usual, staying out at work (or with friends she would sometimes say) later than he liked.
Soon… cordial, caring, conversation between the two around the dinner table turned to silent and subtle judgmental glares and presumptuous requests to pass the salt.
“Is everything alright, honey?” She asked breaking the silence, recognizing something was amiss.
There was no way of knowing how long his episode was, despite the length of his dark fantasy, “…Did you use a new spice in the lasagna tonight?” Then, another suspicion emerged: food poisoning?