Dead Asleep

If it were possible, I'd never sleep again.  

Everyone was talking about my dreams--even though I hadn't told a single soul about them.  Wherever I went, strangers were discussing my nocturnal visions.  I wanted to chalk all of this up to coincidence, but then, only minutes after a chance encounter with a young woman I didn't know, after she told me in perfect detail of the dream I'd had the night before, she was killed. And I knew I'd have to figure out what was happening to me.

My only hope was a woman who had a knack for falling dead asleep. With help from Claire, a narcoleptic, I would have to take a sleep-journey into the past and future affecting everyone's life, including my own.

Some things to know about me--my name is Kevin Macy and I'm a partner in an ad agency in Boston, Massachusetts.  I'm divorced, I smoke, and I'm an accomplished alcoholic.  Not that it has anything to do with my story, but it's part of who I am.  And in the course of reading about these supernatural and bizarre events, those things will factor in.  

Another important note--and this you will have a hard time swallowing, I'm sure--while on this strange journey of discovery, I died.  And I mean that in the realest of ways--dead as a door nail--bought the farm--kicked the bucket.  You get the picture.  Of course being dead didn't "stick," otherwise I wouldn't be able to tell you my curious tale.  

DEAD ASLEEP rides the razor's edge
between dreaming and wakeful states,
the past and the future,
and the lines between life and death.