A bad dream
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Oka jolts upright in bed dripping with sweat, her nose filled with the smell of death. Head reeling she retches into her bed pan and falls back exhausted onto her bed. "Mecc…. Mecc… " she calls out desperately…. but she is answered only with the silence of her own thoughts. She stares quietly at the ceiling, images of boats, wolves, and snow drifting through her mind as she tries vainly to grasp at the last wisps of the dream that was haunting her… but it slips through her fingers. After what seems like hours, she resigns herself to get up, knowing that there will be no more sleep for her this night. The only image that stays sharp in her mind as she laces up her boots is that of a Cariboo with glowing red eyes…..
