This story came to me in a series of consecutive dreams and nightmares over more than five weeks, the substance of which was so strange and foreign, I could barely put it into words. I knew on waking every time that I was seeing something beyond the space and time of my world. Here, I have presented the story as it came to me and in the voice of the first person, although the teller is not a person at all, rather a hombroid as I have named them. For me, what happened in those dreams and nightmares is a small vision of the future. Mim Tea (October 2010).