Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.- Anais Nin
High above the rocky shore, the aged man stared down at the beach and watched the waves relentlessly crash against the rocks; beating down the memories of the land and taking them to sea. His eyes were not what they used to be, for youth had come and gone.
Yet as he looked down at the beach he was certain that he could make out the figure of a man, and he called for his guards and pointed down below. They left him there to lean against the window, and he watched them approach the young man dragging him off the beach. And like an echo that was receding in his mind, the businessman felt a fear cling to him when the doors opened and the deranged man was brought in.
Saito's eyes flew open as he gripped the chair, and then darted around the room trying desperately to adjust to the darkness. Rising from his armchair, the businessman walked to the bathroom and washed his face several times trying in vain to return to the present.
"Sir?" a voice called out and he turned about, his eyes still wild and feral as his bodyguard flicked on the light and muttered, "Is everything all right sir?" Saito stared at him for another moment and then softly laughed as he clung to the sink and replied, "It is quite ironic, my friend; that I have said those words before. Except the last time, I was not the dreamer."
"Apologies sir, I did not want to stir up old memories," Marcus told him. "Memories… are all I have left to keep me grounded," Saito said as he stared at the mirror and then muttered, "I need to speak with Professor Cobb alone."
"Yes sir," his bodyguard answered, closing the door softly and leaving him for the moment. Saito was still staring at his reflection when Miles entered the bathroom and the Oriental man smiled as he saw the older gentleman remarking, "I have fallen asleep many times since I met your son. Yet never have I truly been free of the dreams."
"You never can be," Miles stated as he placed his hands in his pockets and added, "The time you spent in Limbo will haunt you, like a parasite; and if you allow it… grow like one."
"There are times I question my own sanity," Saito stated as he peered at his wild eyes and then muttered, "Do you know what it is like to look into the mirror and to wonder, whether or not you're on the correct side of it?"
"Dom did," Miles said with a nod.
"Is it possible, Professor; that the same madness which is creeping into my mind now is also affecting him?" The Professor sighed as he placed a shoulder on him and remarked, "I'm afraid to say that at this point, I'm not sure." "And now I have come to learn that Fischer may not have been successful," Saito said with a laugh and muttered, "A lifetime wasted, and as a reward I receive a broken mind."
"Dom was certain that Fischer was deceived. It is possible though that someone else might've figured out what you did, and has come searching for blood," the elder man remarked.
"So we are meant to chase shadows?" he asked in a whisper.
"If it leads us to the truth," Miles said with a nod and then added, "If you do not feel you should be a part of this, I would understand. My son's concerns may have nothing to do with you." Saito shook his head softly as he stood up and remarked, "They have everything to do with me, I'm afraid. Cobb and I are tied together, bound by the dream we shared. He came to me for help, knowing that I would be the next victim. I cannot back down now." "Then we had best get prepared," Marcus said from the doorway and added, "News just broke that Fischer is trying to hold a fundraiser while he's here. I have a feeling the boys in Cobol won't be too happy that their former partner is going solo."
Miles nodded and walked out of the bathroom and for another moment Saito stared at his reflection, fighting to bring back the young man he knew was still there. But it was pointless, the image refused to change. Smashing the mirror in frustration, the businessman clenched his bleeding fist and then turned around and followed the others out.