[ WP ] Write a story of a person whose dreams continue a single story each night .

There's a man in a chicken suit, but he can only speak to me through interpretive dance. He's holding an assault rifle and charging down a boulevard in 1945 Berlin. 
 
 It might sound like the kind of random dream someone gets once every so often. The problem is I get it *every night*. 
 
 The man's name is Claude, at least, that's what I presume his name is. Someone doing the Charleston in a chicken costume is hard to understand at the best of times. We met, or I dreamed him, or whatever this is, about two years ago. I have no idea why I keep dreaming about him, his suit, or his need to drag me through historical battlefields. 
 
 The crazy thing is that as I spend more time with Claude I begin to wonder what's going on in the real world, *my* world. I go from one state of existence to another and it barely feels like I've been asleep at all. 
 
 Claude tells me - well, *dances* to me - that all of this has a purpose. What he does n't tell me how he keeps travelling through time and why he has such a hard-on for heavy weaponry. By this point I've become used to the chicken suit, that's how ridiculous it is. 
 
 I'm never really active in the dream. I just follow him around, from place to place as he surgically and ridiculously murders specific people. Most of the time, granted, they're quintessentially *evil*: a Nazi camp guard, a corrupt Roman senator, Nigel Farage. Something does keep twinging at the back of my mind though. 
 
 He tells me that if he does n't do these things I'll die. I have no idea why he's so concerned with my well being. Every action, he tells me, means that someone on the outside will realise that I'm *still there*, that I'm *alive* - that's why everything has to be so extreme. 
 
 But, of course, doctor, you're not going to help me are you? 
 
 *'' He's doing it again'' * 
 
 The silent chirps of the support monitor echoed softly in between each steady heartbeat. 
 
 `` He's definitely still there, is n't he doctor?'' 
 
 `` I'd say so. Every night his eyes twitch and we measure movement in his fingertips. It's fantastic progress Mrs. Matthews.'' 
 
 `` Should I keep playing the videos, then? He really did love his history films, Tom.''
