“Just because you can’t see them doesn’t mean they are not there.”
After his return to CASSADAGA, reluctant Psychic and Astral Projectionist Bret Wolf, visited the little man for a session of hypnotic regression to try to understand his dreams. While there, he witnessed a dark and mysterious state of awareness and a conveyance he named the Drift. Little did he suspect that he would be drawn into a journey through time and dimensions that would test his physical stamina as well as his unique abilities.
Wolf found himself on a World of darkness, one he knew had to exist. With his adamant sense of balance, positives and negatives had to be equal. One could not have a heaven full of positive energies without the converse. Without the valleys there are no mountains. Somewhere there was an anti-heaven where negatives spirits returned after their lives. Wolf learns along the way that when a soul is taken by another soul, that new soul belongs to the one taking it. It is then sent to the dark world, or as the ancients called it the crossroads or the underworld. But he had been injured by a denizen of the underworld, so his soul now belonged to the dark. Yet Wolf was not defeated as his body was not dead ... yet. He was severely injured but in real time was on life support in a Florida Hospital. His only lifeline, his only chance of escape from this world was in the reincarnated spirit of his mother now residing in his eight-year-old daughter.
“DARK EXISTS BUT LIGHT MUST BE CREATED, IN THE UNIVERSE AS IN THE SOUL.”
“I HAVE TO GET BACK TO MY BODY …”
“YOU CONTROL TIME WHEN YOU DREAM. A FIVE SECOND DREAM CAN BE A FULL DAY TO THE DREAMER.”