Int smiled, checked his old wristwatch and left the paper on her bed. Then he shuffled out of the room saying, “People here don’t dream. You’re special. Goodnight.”

Wiki sat there in the dark waiting for her breathing to go back to normal. She reached without moving much, turned on a lamp, and gingerly fingered the corner of the newspaper clipping. She picked it up and turned it to look at the front page. The headlines screamed, “Qoydz, First Cruise To The Moon!” Wiki read the title over and over, her lips quivering. She tried to think of why this piece of paper was so important to her. Suddenly, she hurled the paper across the room with an infuriated scream. “What is the truth?” She asked the paper on the ground numbly. She threw off her crisp sheets and lay on her antiseptic smelling bed with her hands over her eyes. She lay there, reliving the nightmare until she fell into a fitful sleep.