Have you ever wondered where we go when we dream? We seem to live in two realities, the world of our waking hours and the places we visit in our dreams. Is one any less real than the other? How do we know? . . . "A coma? He'd been in a coma? How had that happened? He hadn't been in an accident and he'd never heard of Honors Hospital. Nor had he ever seen either of these women before. And the nurse had called him Adam, Adam Bohner. Who the hell was Adam Bohner? His name was Riley, Riley Jenkins. What the hell was going on? His heart began to race again, the monitor beeping incessantly as he fought against the meds that were beginning to hit his system. He desperately tried to calm himself, to slow his breathing but he couldn't seem to override the panic he felt. Was he dead? Or dying? And if he was, where was Rene? Shouldn't she be here by his side? He tried to speak, but his tongue felt heavy and he couldn't seem to make it work. Gasping for air, a gurgling sound filling his throat as his heart rate went into overdrive. With his eyes slowly rolling back in his head and a sinking sensation of falling into empty space, he fell back into the darkness of the tunnel."