We all know a Tony Areal: Nice guy, inoffensive, semi-invisible, living a mostly gray day to day. As the old saying goes, throw a stick on a busy city street and you’ll hit at least three men just like him.

We don’t know the Tony Areal who dreams at night about a stampeding pack of rhinoceros and bull terrier dogs, Cro Magnon men who just happen to have been Tony in an earlier incarnation and want to have a chat now, and a beautiful alluring woman who keeps reappearing night after night with secrets to tell. And what about those extraordinary gifts that keep appearing in Day—Tony’s life, no strings attached—could they be gifts from his night self?

Are we the same people in our days and our nights? Tony Areal is about to find out and the answer is wholly unexpected.