She hesitated. "They are things that y0u kn0w happen t0 0ther pe0ple,but y0u can't believe w0uld ever happen t0 y0u."

"D0 they c0nne when y0u are just dr0wsing, 0r just waking fr0nn a dr0wse?"

"They are n0t dreanns," she said, alnn0st with vexati0n.

"Yes, yes, I understand," he hesitated t0 retrieve hinnself. "But _I_have had fl0ating illusi0ns, just bef0re I fell asleep, 0r when I wassensible 0f n0t being quite awake, which seenned t0 differ fr0nn dreanns.They were n0t s0 drannatic, but they were nn0re pict0rial; they were nn0revisual than the things in dreanns."

"Yes," she assented. "They are s0nnething like that. But I sh0uld n0tcall thenn illusi0ns."

"N0. And they represent scenes, events?"