Fantasy of 1970

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Dream woke up, slowly he opened he's eyes and as he saw he's room a shock hit him. Dream looked around confused, thinking if it's really he's room.
He reached to he's phone taking he's hand out of he's warm blanket and feeling the cold wind on he's naked hand. He managed to get a hold of he's phone as he quickly placed he's shaking hand back in the blanket so it will be warm again. He placed the blanket above he's head and then he grabbed he's phone to look at the date, he started thinking he's been asleep for years. He's phone didn't open, but it also didn't say it's out of battery.

Confused, Dream decided to leave he's warm and comfortable bed to go put the air conditioner on warming. He felt the cold wind caress he's body as he ran towards the remote, but it wasn't there. Infact even the air conditioner itself was no where to be seen. Worried, Dream opened he's closet to put on he's warmest clothes, but it was still very cold and Dream started shaking, he ran towards the windows to close them as he looked outside.

Wow, Dream didn't remember he's neighbourhood looking like it's straight out of the 70's, Dream was freaking out. He left he's house and knocked on a neighbour's door.

Dream-"hello? Someone there?"

Man-"good morning fella! Are you new here?"

Dream-"No i've been living here for a while, hey good sir do you mind telling me what is the time and date?"

The man looked at he's beautiful brown tall grandpa clock and said:

Man-"its 10:34 AM"

Dream-"what date"

Man-"one moment"

The man went to he's room to get he's Calendar.

Man-"its February 12"

Dream-"just like it's supposed to be"

The man continued

Man-"1970"

A shock hit Dream as he took a moment to pause, he looked at the young man's grandpa clock and saw something unclear written, he tried to focus he's eyes on the word as he understood what it said "1920" there is no way a grandpa clock from 1920 would survive long enough to last till 2022."

Dream-"sir are you drunk?" Dream said worried.

Man-"no i've been sober for a year now."

Dream-"whats your name sir?"

Man-"my name is karl fella! What's yours?"

Dream-"my name is clay, but i go as "dream"

Karl-"nice to meet you dream!"

Dream kindly closed the door as he rushed to he's best friend's house. He knocked on the door multiple times until a young man opened it, the man had beautiful black eyes and a nice clear flat brown hair. Dream had a bezoar feeling.

Dream-"do i know you?"

Man-"I don't think so."

Dream-"what are you doing at sapnap's house"

Man-"I don't know a Sapnap"

Dream-"well then Nick"

Man-"sorry but this is my house."

Dream-"Whats your name?"

Man-"George, what about you?"

Dream-"you can call me Dream"

George looked at Dream's beautiful dirty blonde hair as he took a second to drown in Dream's beautiful green eyes.

George-"well Dream, what brings you here?"

Dream-"i was wondering, whats the year now?"

George-"it's 1970"

Dream realised Karl was right, it is 1970 he had all the proof he needed. He said goodbye to George as he walked confused in the street thinking how he is now living in a year of the time before he was born.

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