Jonas’s mother awoke from her deep slumber and watched as a bright, warm, inflamed color appeared from behind the scattered trees surrounding the various dwellings. Jonas’s shook her head side to side vigorously, dumbfounded and in awe of what appeared to her, even though it was for a split second. She blinked her eyes with pressure and then opened them again. At first, her perception of the outside was blurry as it focused in. Gone. The shade disappeared. “ I must be going insane. No,” she thought, “Unhinged. I must be getting unhinged.” She took her Stirrings pill and showered. As, she walked towards the kitchen, she caught a glimpse of a rectangular piece of paper laid out on the plain white countertop, with neatly spaced sentences. It