Conversation With a Dream

"And this over here simulates the G-forces experienced during take-off and descent."
"Wait a minute. Weren't we just exploring and eighteenth century french palace with random people hanging around and giant indoor fountains?"
"We just put on our flight suits."
"Yeah. In a bar! And in that house earlier we were arm wrestling some very spunky old people."
"Are you feeling alright sir?"
"I'm dreaming! That's what's going on here. Oh man I've never done this before."
"We're going to start you off in the Jumper for a quick simulation."
"So I know I'm dreaming. I can control what's going on here. I could move us into the bedroom if I was so inclined."
"It doesn't work that way sir. Will you please board the Jumper?"
"Woah. You know what I'm talking about?"
"As I am sure you're well aware, I know everything you know."
"Yeah, that makes sense, but I can at least make my own choices, right?"
"That's correct, now will you please-"
"Hell no. I've had enough dreams to know that thing is a recipe for me waking up and flailing all over the place."
"That's not what this is about."
"Okay, then what is it about?"
"This little device you've constructed is going to terrify you, but not in the way you think. It's more like when you were ten and you and your friend would climb that tree in his back yard, or when you went of a zip line for the first time."
"So it's going to be fun."
"You have to find out for yourself."
"But you could be fucking with me. I know my dreams. I don't remember them often, but the ones I do don't have anywhere near this much logic. I could get on there and then be over run by rats, or it could take off, flip over, fling me out in the air and explode in my face."
"Whatever it is, you must need it to happen. Otherwise you wouldn't have made all this in the first place."
"God damnit, you're probably right."