Have you ever had one of those moments --
You’ve never been to a place before, yet it feels as familiar as if you’d been there eight hundred times. You’ve only just met someone, yet you feel like they’ve forgotten to tell you something.
Then, one day at 3:17 a.m., he saw someone else in a convenience store.
Only later did he figure it out: the truths this world doesn’t want you to remember are all hidden in dreams. Some people erase memories in dreams, some make a living by stealing other people’s dreams, and he -- he’s the last person who can control dreams.
So here’s the question:
If you kill someone in a dream, does it still count when you wake up?
If reality itself is a dream, then what the hell does it even mean to "wake up"?
