Sleep

In the valley, no one sleeps. In the valley computers and virtual reality rule, pricking the brain with info-bits. So the founders exiled themselves from the valley into the mountains, where sleep and dreaming have become the rule, where “Cassandras” sleep-walk and prophesy, where dreams are constantly analyzed, where over-stimulation and agitation are forbidden even to teenagers. . . . Caught between this dichotomy, how do Lieutenant Maud, Commander Rosa, and Repeat fit their revolution in? Or is their revolution even a revolution? Has it all been planned by the Valley? Conversely, will it all be subsumed by the lethargy of the mountain “nods” and “Cassandras”?