Ricki has already ruled out going crazy. What strikes him now is that he's on dreaming or on the worst trip of his life. The barely lucid shift between space and boat and back again seems like evidence in favour of this theory. He frequently has dreams where one moment he's climbing the Eiffel Tower and the next he's leapt off the top to land in a soft-as-clouds bed back in Istanbul, incongruities that don't seem to matter, but given that it doesn't seem to want to end it's growing less and less likely. He's also not usually shy about hard drugs, either, but this really doesn't feel that candy-coloured sort of familiar.
Not crazy, not dreaming, and probably not high...]
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Ricki has already ruled out going crazy. What strikes him now is that he's on dreaming or on the worst trip of his life. The barely lucid shift between space and boat and back again seems like evidence in favour of this theory. He frequently has dreams where one moment he's climbing the Eiffel Tower and the next he's leapt off the top to land in a soft-as-clouds bed back in Istanbul, incongruities that don't seem to matter, but given that it doesn't seem to want to end it's growing less and less likely. He's also not usually shy about hard drugs, either, but this really doesn't feel that candy-coloured sort of familiar.
Not crazy, not dreaming, and probably not high...]
Wow.
[He's normally quicker than this, really he is.]