#DreamLog

Count Dooku brought him back to life in half a dozen new rubbery bodies. Recessed eyes exposed the inside of their hollow heads.

One was self-aware, and shoved their hand into their eye socket to grope around, trying to find their brain. It grasped a tiny flat brain hanging from a ligament; pulled it out the socket, looking at me wordlessly, trying to express the horror of losing its brain.

I woke with a jolt