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𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍
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"Is this real?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"Can you even tell the difference between reality and dreams?" my therapist replied.

"I don't know what's real anymore..." I admitted.

"Are you taking your medication?" he asked, his tone steady.

"Yes... yeah" I responded quickly.

"And have you seen him in your dreams lately?" he probed.

"No, not since April..." I said quietly, almost to myself.

"Good. So, he's gone.." he stated, as if it was a fact.

"I don't know..." My mind wandered elsewhere

" Do you miss him?" His question caught me off guard.

"I think I do." I confessed, unsure why those words slipped out.

"It's okay if you do. It's normal at this stage. You've been through a lot, Anna." he reassured me.

But he never truly believed me. I was only in therapy to appease my friends and keep my job.

Is it him I miss? Or the thrill, the mystery of it all? The endless nights he consumed my thoughts...

-

"I like your eyes!" he said, pointing his knife towards them.

"Just take them, free me from this agony." I surrendered.

"That's not what I expected." he murmured lowering the knife

" Are you real?" I asked, once again, for the millionth time.

"You know I am." he said, calm as ever.

"Then stab me!" I said confidently.

"You want me to stab you? Where?" He chuckled darkly.

"Here!" I said, taking his hand and placing it over my heart.

"Your heart must be aching." he whispered.

"Do it!" I demanded.

I felt the tip of the blade press into my skin.

"Do it!!" I shouted.

"I can't." he said, withdrawing the knife.

" You're supposed to be a killer.." I mocked him.

"Don't flatter yourself, doll.." he replied coldly. "I still need you."

"I wish someone else would kill me!" I muttered bitterly.

"You're safe with me, darling." he said with a smile.

"Safe? Like the man you just killed?" I crossed my arms, looking down at the lifeless body beneath us. All the man had wanted was to know me.

"But you find it... thrilling, don't you?" He smirked, his confidence unnerving.

"Excuse me?" I glared.

" So, green isn't my color, right?" He asked, showing off the new eyes he had taken from the poor soul at our feet.

"Are you joking?" I was appalled.

"Buzz killer, Anna. You're a
buzz killer." He laughed, pulling the stolen eyes from his face. It was disgusting... and strangely, I found it attractive, and I hated that I did.

"The man you're searching for must be long dead, Ethan." I said, turning away.

"There is no more Ethan.." he growled. "He made sure of that."

"And he isn't dead. He's the nightmare who ruined my life, so I became one to ruin his." he confessed.

" Revenge " I wispherd to myself

" We need to go.." he said, wiping his knife clean with a handkerchief.

"I suppose our fates are intertwined. I can't leave, and even if I could, you wouldn't let me. But why do you need me? You seem more than capable on your own." I questioned.

"You have no idea how important you are!" he explained. "You can find any dream, any nightmare. You can travel through them. You are the vortex."

"I don't understand.." I admitted.

"You will. Take me with you on your journey, and we can find him. Together, we'll end this.." he urged.

"You promised that if I helped you, you'd let me go..." I reminded him.

No, Anna. We will end this. I can't defeat him alone. But you-you're stronger than you realize."

"I'm not sure this is a good idea..." I hesitated.

"Trust me, we can do it. Together, we'll stop him from hurting anyone else," he said, placing a hand gently on my cheek.

-

That memory was from so long ago.
Now, sitting by the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate, I found myself thinking about him.

I never thought I could love him. But now, I can admit it to myself. I loved him. I still do.

But he isn't real... not anymore. At least, not in my world. He returned to the Dreaming Realm, just as he promised after I helped him. I wish he hadn't.

Closing my eyes in my favorite chair, I hoped I'd see him again, if only in my dreams.

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