A Shadow On The Sun
Jake Sloane was dreaming. Or at least he thought he was. It was pretty vivid, this dream. It was violent. And everything was brighter than the sun allowed things to be. There were two people he did not know and one that he did. But for the life of him, he couldn’t put names to the faces. It was chaotic. There were strange weapons and odd noises. Nobody died but nobody was thrilled with the outcome. It got so weird that it finally woke him up, or at least he thought it did. At that moment he wasn't sure about anything. He was floating on an air mattress in his pool. The air was dry and what little sun there was popped through the haze and was fairly warm, but Jake was shivering. ‘What the hell is going on?’, he asked himself. This was the third time in the past week or so where he had just zoned out like this and had the same violent dream. He slipped off the air mattress and drenched himself in the cool water. He sat down on the steps at the end of the pool immersed up to