Elementary particle

The wind howled as the blue smoke became a single stream that was sucked
into D’s left hand. In less than a second, the world of white had returned.
His left hand coughed. On the surface of his palm, a human face swiftly
formed. “Shit. . .” it gasped. “Damn smoke .. . Probably shouldn’t have
swallowed that.”

“It works by osmosis,” D said, not seeming the least bit upset.
“I’m analyzing it now, so keep your pants on. Gonna have to try breaking
the dream down to the elementary particle level.” Just then, the voice
gagged, and the tiny mouth disgorged blue smoke. It almost looked like he
was blowing out a long drag from a cigarette.
Mingling with the white fog, the smoke soon vanished.
“I’ve got it! This stuff is— ?!”

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