He stood away from the bowl, taking in what he’d just seen. The dream flashed through his mind, and his expression was bewildered.
“How..?” He managed to say to himself.

He turned around and began walking back toward the doctor and the elderly man.
“You’re right…”
The doctor nodded slowly.
“It’s very peculiar… I’ve never seen someone’s eye color change. Especially not within 30 minutes.”
“Is that how long I was out?”
“Just about.”
Nathaniel mmmed and looked toward the elderly man. Apparently he noticed, because he spoke then.
“Forgive me, I haven’t properly introduced myself. I am Father Paul.”
They shook hands, and the Pastor began to chuckle.
“Little Emmett here used to be an alter boy in his teens.”
Nathaniel stifled a laugh.
“Little Emmett?”
“Yes, he was short for his age. I don’t think he had a full growth spurt until he was 17 or 18.”
“I was 16, thank you.” the doctor interupted with a serious look on his face.