The Dream Machine: Using It On Themselves

"We'll have to decide quickly, before that bitch uses the stone again," Jen said. "Hey, she's gone!" said Alana. "We need to find her *fast*." "Wait a minute," said Jen. "Is that her?" Alana stood on her toes to get a better look. "No. It's someone else with blond hair." She lowered herself back down, then said "We're never going to find her. The mall is just too crowded." "Then what should we do?" Jen asked. "How about we implement one of *our* nightmares or fantasies, like you said earlier? I'm sure one of them could help. It's worth a try." "Okay," Jen said. She aimed the device at Alana and suddenly got a readout on both her fantasy and her nightmare. "Well? Is there anything there that can help us?" Alana asked. "Well, your fantasy is ..."