There was a familiarity to this strangeness as if I had been here before but not in this lifetime.
"Deja vue?" I hear you ask.
No, not that feeling. To me that is the sense that you are lucid dreaming where the whole event is happening with a clear split between being an observer of, yet simultaneously an actor in the scene. Those events are short and spark a very different reaction. This was happening slowly, surely, towards a nemesis that seemed preordained. I did not know how or why I ended up here. Yes, here of all places.
Had I literally dreamt it up and created all that surrounded me? Anything is possible if one believes. I understood this law inside out but fear had prevented me from activating the phenomenon. An innate ability which I knew existed within the confines of my mortal existence. I could shape time and so called reality at will with just a thought - this must be it then!
I blinked and had another thought and so it was. Changed, everything, even the colour of the sky. Ah, so easy! All at my command, and no drugs required!