GREEN STONE

Episode 4

Chapter 4: 3 months ago

(01:37)

The oncoming bus is about to collide with the bus I'm standing in. I remember without the need to look around, realizing that I fell into the same dream again, I pull a hysterical scream from my throat. After my scream that tears my throat, I start trembling in fear of what will happen. I watch the flames engulf people and smell the burning flesh, but I can't move. I can't get out of the dream. I can't move, I can't even close my eyes.

I couldn't open my eyes while being alerted to wake up. Usually so much pain would wake me up and I would barely sleep until morning. Something is different. I am aware that the dream is just a dream but I cannot wake up.

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(03.13)

I wander through the forest, the scent of fresh spring, the warm air, the sea breeze. I'm running through the bushes on the hill of Nato. I guess we're playing hide and seek with my brother. I go too far between the trees, too young to realize that I am lost, I am almost outside the picnic area. Birds flock in front of me.

Thumping sound!

I fall to the ground, the sound echoes in the sky, sinking all other sounds I was shot in the left shoulder. I hear the running footsteps as my eyes close. Someone mutters in horror as he leaned over me, I see his old face and his camouflage hat, there must be someone hunting in this environment.

As the flames spread, the hunter leaves me and starts running away.

I watch the forest fire, which could not be extinguished for days, from its center. There are animals that cannot escape the fire, hundred-year-old trees are disappearing. My brother's best friend's father cannot escape the flames. I can't cry, it is burning, I'm not even dead. The worst is I feel every second. And the child will live without his father, and they will wait for months, maybe he is saved. I am in the middle of the fire, I am the cause of the fire.

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I was soaked in sweat, I woke up with a grimace. I continued to lie still. This vision was new. Sight of kidnapping and stabbing with a green stone, fainting at cafe and bus crash. Now the wildfire vision has been added to this cycle. I tried to put my hands on my face and not cry, at first it was kind of good to feel sorry for myself and accept and cry, but now I feel like I will lose my sanity as I cry and whine.

I suddenly had the impression that someone was watching me and looked through my fingers. I saw the person coming from across the hall. Even though I was exhausted, I forced myself and stood up, my hangman would not see me give up. It was the man in the black jacket that was coming. I started to tremble, not knowing whether it was the effect of dreams or because I knew the presence of the man in black would bring pain.

I clenched my fist and forced myself to hold on. At that moment, I noticed, and I remember again the sight of the man in black that I did not realize were in my mind. Remember? So did I really have those awful memories, is it my fault that those people died? In the face of the frightening realism of this thought, I dropped my guard and started shaking again.

The man in the black jacket touched my chest with a green stone he was hiding. I don't know why I didn't run or call for help. I guess I don't want to drag my family into this swamp of trouble. Trying to avoid this madness while I couldn't even protect myself was a ridiculously puny attempt.

The green light burned the wound in my chest as if it were piercing, I looked at the man in the black jacket with a daring and defiant gaze until the pain was over my threshold, I will not bow to a bully. It's just a dream. The burning sensation in my chest turned into lava and I bent as I melt my bones and fell to the ground. My eyes darkened as I fell on my knees, and it hurt as if a vein was being pulled out alive. I noticed that I was screaming when my own voice hurt my eardrum, my voice dropped as my scream foamed and pierced my throat, and I passed out in a panic attack.