If we could visit other people’s dreams, what would we see? Jonathan Abernathy’s new job lets him find out. At night, Abernathy puts on a squeaky white space suit and a bubble-like helmet, lies down in the bed that takes up most of his basement flat, and waits for sleep.
As a dream auditor he will wake in forests, creeks, blossom-clad houses and coves where mermaids brush their hair. He will see dreamers roam these realms and relive pivotal moments from their waking lives. But they do not see him: he is an invisible intruder, standing awkwardly in their dreamscape, making notes in his log. As he grows more experienced, he unclips a hose from his pack to vacuum away nightmares, leaving the dreamers to wake fresh and untroubled, ready to maximise the profits of the corporations that employ them.
