Second Time Through Book IIIChapter 9
Wednesday, June 23, 1971 I called it a dream because looking back, the story the cavern shared with me had a surreal, almost dream-like quality to it. While empty of life, the cavern was full of both the familiar and the unfamiliar. The area in front of the narrow shelf did indeed contain a bed, or at least what I assumed was a bed. The bedding was spread on something ... but I wasn't sure what, because I could see underneath whatever was holding the covers and there was nothing there! I...