Many May

Week One (DreamNotFound Angst)

George POV

     I was running. Someone was running beside me. He had a smile mask, a green hoodie, and dusty blonde hair. Who the heck are you? It doesn't really matter. We're both running for our lives. 

     I jumped over a large barrel. The one chasing us did the same. I looked back. He raised the knife, looking directly at me. I ran into a wall. I should've been looking where I was going! 

     The man swished his wrist, and the knife came spinning towards my chest. The world slowed down. I couldn't move. It was a few inches now. Then, the masked stranger lunged at me, pushing me out of the way. I didn't get hurt. The knife still found flesh. 

     I woke up. 

     That was a nightmare. That is so a nightmare. I sat in my bed for a few minutes, pondering what happened. Who was that guy who saved me? Then reality hit me. He's probably a random person across the globe. 

     I decided that it wasn't worth being scared of. I got up, and got ready for work. I head out the door, holding my phone. Let's see, what is new today. . . 

     I bump into someone walking down the street. 

     "I'm so sorry!" I apologized. Wait. . .

     "Wait. I saw you in my dream!" I realized. It was the green hoodie guy! The one that saved me! 

     "Nice to know someone's dreaming about me." He chuckled. 

     "Wait-hey!" I spluttered. "You know what I mean! Anyways, I'm George." I introduced myself with a little bow. He wheezed a little. 

     "I'm Dream." He responded. 

     "Your name is literally Dream." I said. "And I dreamed about you." 

     "Technically Dream is my middle name, but I prefer it to Clay." 

     "Your name is Clay!" I laughed. 

     "Yes. I still don't know what my parents were thinking." He sighed. I like this guy. 

     We walked with each other for a little while. It was fun talking to Dream. Suddenly, I realized I didn't know where we were. 

     "Hey Dream." I said, cutting him off. "Where are we?" 

     "I don't know. . ." He responded. "I think we're lost." 

      I didn't answer. I knew where we were. The place of my nightmare. There was someone coming. 

     "Dream run." 

     "What?" 

     "Run!" We both took off as the figure came out from the shadows. Dream and I ran side by side. I jumped over a large barrel. What happened in my dream? It's too fuzzy! 

     I looked back. The man raised the knife, looking directly at me. I ran into a wall. I wasn't looking where I was going! I suddenly remembered what happened. 

     "NO!" 

     The man swished his wrist, and the knife came spinning towards my chest. The world slowed down. I couldn't move. It was a few inches now. Then, Dream lunged at me, pushing me out of the way. I didn't get hurt. The knife still found flesh.      

     Oh no. 

     This time, I didn't wake up.