Eliot manages not to flee at the sight of the dead hollow cow skull, but he can't suppress a little shudder. And here he was having a nice pleasant dream.

But...as weird as this minotaur's head looks, everything else about his demeanor suggests that he's not a threat. The way he's covering his skull with his arms, all scarred up as they are.

Oh shit, they look familiar. Eliot takes a few cautious steps around the hunched-over minotaur, taking in the tattoos, the scars..oh shit. There's no way this could be happening, this is one of those shared Rift dreams so the only way Eliot would be seeing this is if--

"Johnny?" he asks, staring in amazement. "Is that you?"