To keep his mind off reality, he began to speculate, retreating into his imagination to drive off immediate concerns. He thought about dreams, the possibility of one man's seeing another's. Brain activity was known to be electrical; so were the impulses that created images on television screens. Surely there was a way to carry one to the other. Imagine the therapeutic good it could do. The dreams could even be put on video tape so the dreamer could replay them in detail.
I hate it when an author writes about the supernatural and pulls up bullshit disguised as science. The story is great if you stick to the supernatural and leave science to those who deal with reality,
