What if someone was interfering with your dreams? Why do dreams seem to tell stories over which we have no conscious control? Who decides what gets into our dreams... ...and what gets out? What if the line between stories and reality BLURS? If our own story was told would we really be the character we think we are? Who says that our personal perspective of reality is the only one... ... or the real one? What if travelling in time was possible for you? When would you go and would be able to get back? If you met yourself would it really be you... ...or another person very like you?