You wake up.
You:Another dream...
You look down and see you are a 2-year old.You are wearing a blue shirt and blue pants, a pair of training pants on underneath the pants.You're in a crib.
Y:And I suppose this is yet another dream?
The preschool teacher from your dream appears.
T:not quite.You are very much awake. Time for preschool, Timmy.
You look to your left and see a top spinning (shout-out!) in your windowsil.
Y:then what is that?
She gets all choked up. You can practically hear her thinking "I should've took care of that."
T:...Ok, you passed out in class and this is your dream, ok?I'm invading your head.
Y:that's what I thought.
T:actually, when I heard that you were coming back to preschool, I had my class just act like they knew all that stuff. The intelligence of toddlers has not changed.They were told what to say and do.
Y:so..... what's going on now?
T:Starting in 5 minutes, The longer that top spins, you'll age, and the closer to 18 you'll be. I'm going to have to stop that thing. think of it as a graduation test. If you can reach 18 again, i'll pass you.
Y:and if I fail?
T:you'll be stuck as a 2 year old and be forced to redo this test until you succeed or fail 5 times.
Y:and with the "or" part?
T:you will age again, but noone will remember you as 18 years old.
Y:if I refuse?
T:the "or" happens now, and you never age.
You thought of the consequences and risks vs. the reward.
(if she's offering me this, it must be challenging. but still...)
Y:how long does it have to spin for me to win?
T:1 hour.
Y:can I have some time awake between The tries?
T:I'll visit you nightly and ask if you are ready.
Y:hmmm....
Game On.
T:you have your 5 minutes to get everything together. you have to fight me and an army, Keeping us back in a long hallway. The goal is to either hold me and my army off for an hour, or reach the opposite end.If one of us reaches your end, the top stops.
She left.
5 minutes in a crib....
How do you train?