Chapter 4

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[Fragments of his imagination]

"What if I did? How does that affect you?"

"...It doesn't but-!"

"Exactly..It doesn't affect you. So just forget. You just have to forget."

"What does that mean..? To forget..?"

"Just forget this. This surrealistic fragment of out imagination. All we needed to do, was to wake up."

"Wake..up?"

"Exactly. After I died, I would wake up."

"Then..how does that apply to me..?"

"Aren't you just one in the same? Remember, Jake. Just remember."

"No-?! What does that..You told me to-..forget..right?"

"Just remember what happened. What do you remember, love?"

"I-I.."

"It's not that difficult. Just remember."

"...Falling."

"Good job. It is not your time, Jake. So you just jave to wake up, or stay in this eternal damnation. Just wake up."

Jake gasped and coughed for air, everything around him white as snow. Medical equipment attached to every part of his body, everything hurt so much. He eyes darted around, acknowledging that he was in the hospital.

"Jake?! Are you alright?"

A familiar blue haired girl had appeared in front of him, some others behind her.

"Idiot! Absolute idiot! We may have kicked you out, and never heard you out, but that doesn't mean you needed to-!"

"..You didn't hear me out?"

"No, we didn't! What do you mean?"

"Huh...I guess that was just a fragment of my imagination..Is this what he meant by remember and wake up..?

Wait.. Drew! Is Drew alright?"

"...Who's Drew?"

"What..? The guy who would bully you and stuff with me..?"

"I can't recall anyone like that..Do you mean that redhead?"

"..He..really was just..a.."

"A fragment of your imagination, love."

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