Attendant Hamilton's Notes

This moment is finally here. Before I entered the dream today, the shift lead found me and had a long earnest chat with me. He spoke too fast, and I couldn't catch most of what he was saying, but I still sort of understood what he was trying to tell me: He feared that I would be "in grave danger" when I entered the dream this time. If I can't complete the mission successfully, The Family will surely banish me from their ranks. He even said that he really appreciated me, that there were few young people like me who were this low-profile, hardworking and industrious, and he hoped I would pass the trial without a hitch. I exchanged a few perfunctory words with him, then went back to my room to prepare to enter the dream. It'd be a lie if I said I wasn't the least bit anxious — but what else could I do besides mutely accepting the current situation? I closed my eyes and forced myself to take a nap, the dreamless kind...To be able to do that thing, I would have to be in optimal condition — physically and mentally — no matter what.