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ElGHȚ

First person point of view

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"I will miss you... Y/n."

Those words rang in my head endlessly, my eyes were wide open. Just, who is this woman. Why is she so familiar yet I couldn't remember at all. This hallucination is full of mysteries that I couldn't solve.

I lift my arm just to reach her, that lady is very familiar, I try to observe her features, but all of it is just a blurry face. A voice I cant remember, a face that cannot be seen. I slowly clenched my fist in frustration.

The world seemed to be frozen, nothing in this hallucination is moving, the colors had dissapeared, leaving a color of white and black. A figure of a woman standing still, facing the unknown person who wish to capture me.

Everything seems... confusing, just who are they. Why do they look familiar? So many questions that are left unanswered. Had turn me crazy, so desperate for answers of my life.

I slowly put my arm down, giving up to reach to the lady. My glistening eyes turned dull, lifeless.

'I.. cant take it anymore, who are they?' I thought, as I place my hand on my forehead, forcing myself to think. More questions began to ring in my head.

...

"Who are you?"

"What is happening?"

"Is this real?"

"What is this place?"

"Why does this person wish to have me?"

"Who is she?"

"Who owns this body?"

"No, is this a hallucination?"

"Wake up.."

"Wake up."

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!!"

Get me out of this place, again!

I said.. get me out!!

H- huh?..

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Quick a/n
(ehe, open the noor.)

"Open the ....!" A muffled sound were heard across the dark gloomy room of a certain someone. The dream snapped out of reality and vanished into thin air, making everything I've experienced dissapear with out a trace. Everything was a hallucination, yet my screams felt real and those sights I've seen felt so real. The touches from my face felt real as well, the stained tears remain on my cheeks. Those dreams were something else, my vision was blurry as I open my eyes lazily. Muffled voices began to be louder each second, yet inaudible for me to hear.

"... the door!" Who's screaming, that voice is familiar, yet once again I could not recall that name. I blink once again, as the blurry vision began to fade away, the sight of faint light. On my walls, as my window was slightly shown by the curtains. Now, the sound of knocking on my door seemed like someone was impatient. I groaned in annoyance and tiredly lift my body to sit on my bed, my eye lids still low due to my tiredness.

I yawned as I stood up on the ground, yet my knees felt so weak that I could fall on the ground. I began to walk towards the door, as the knocking had gone louder and louder. Making it more irritating for me, I got nearer to the door and swiftly open the door.