There is a world.
It is, apparently, changed from the world we have all known.
Within that world there is a building. Hovering. It has doors, exits, entrances. But because of the hovering, there is absolutely no way out.
Within the building, Tracey's apartment.
And in here, three occupants. Apparently asleep.
Within Tracey, there is a dream.
For her, that dream is reality for she has nothing else to compare it with. Nothing to suggest other realities.
Tracey is not concerned with potential other realities. It is inside this one, inside her reality, that she must kill whatever possesses Timmy.