(Dialogue between two.)
It happened again.
Shit man, you alright?
Yea, I’m fine. But I don’t think I can handle this.
Where did you wake up?
Standing on the window ledge. I swear I’ve got no idea how I got out there. It scarred the shit out of me.
That’s nuts. What was the dream? She was there?
Yea, we were just walking through the forest somewhere, but on a road through the forest. No wait, were we in the mountains? Damn it, it fades so fast you know. I remember looking out at the valleys below then turning to see her face. Then we were on the beach around sunset or maybe sunrise but there were storms. The weather turned horrible. Then I woke up.
Damn. I don’t know man. You talk to anyone else about this?
Somehow I managed to grab hold of the window and not fall four stories down. It was insane, I didn’t think at all, don’t think I even took a breath, like I was a zombie almost. I don’t know how to ex…, I wasn’t scared. Just like before with the knife.
You fucking cut yourself though. Look you don’t really sound like you. You okay?
Who’s gonna belive me? Would you believe me if we weren’t friends? You fucking know you wouldn’t.
There’s no way you can see her anymore.
You don’t understand. I don’t have a choice. She told me in the dream last night.
What do you mean?
She knows things she shouldn’t. Things she has no way of knowing. She carries this light with her. She wants me to follow.
