The sky was gray and overcast.
When Mike opened his eyes, he found himself in this strange space.
"Why does this feel like Inception?"
He raised his hand and pinched himself, muttering in amazement, "This dream feels so real!"
Regardless, Mike's plan had worked. At least, it had a successful start.
Once again, he found himself standing in an open field. It didn't take much effort for Mike to locate the same child he had met before. The kid was still crouched on the ground, back turned to him.
Mike approached and squatted down, striking up a conversation as if they were old friends.
"Hey, buddy, we meet again!"
The child, surprised to hear Mike's voice, turned and exclaimed, "Wow, sir, you actually came back?"
To Mike's surprise, not only did the kid remember him, but he also seemed to have a good impression of him.
Mike nodded in satisfaction. "What a polite little guy."