𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 | Faye Yoko

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 4: 𝗨𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿

I woke up from a troubling sleep. As I checked the time—4:17 AM— I couldn't believe I had only slept for 2 hours. How on earth did I end up in Ice's room? The last thing I remember is leaving the bar, feeling sick and throwing up...

I saw a girl, around 5'6" tall, with long, wavy brown hair cascading down her shoulders. Her warm smile and confident aura made her presence quite striking. Is this Ice's new girlfriend? How come she didn't mention anything about her to me?

The girl suddenly ran beside me and blurted out..

"Do you wonder what identifying dreams feels like, you know, when you realize that you're in a dream?" the blunt girl asked with her curious voice. Her serious face made it hard to tell if she was thinking deeply and if she's actually kidding.

"I swear, this feels like a dream right now. Am I dreaming?" she said suddenly, her eyes widening as if she had just realized it. The room grew quieter, her words adding a strange feeling to the moment.

"I do know what it feels like. Am I dreaming right now?" I said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. I didn't say anything more, hoping to match her tone and make her feel comfortable.

Is she joking? Of course, we're in reality. I hope she's aware that she's talking with her girlfriend's older sister. Isn't it obvious because we're literally having this conversation right now?

"Are you Ice's girlfriend by any chance? Of course you are, right? By the way, where's Ice?"

"Who's Ice?"

"Then who are you???" I can't believe what's happening right now. How on earth did this girl woke up in the same room as me?

I suddenly pinched myself hard to check if I'm completely awake and sober as fuck. But I didn't feel anything. What's happening right now? Am I dreaming? This can't be real— I need to figure out what's going on.

Well, this is getting creepier by the minute. How on earth do I wake up from this?

"I don't even know you too?" Her eyes, which I'd never seen so bright just a few minutes ago, widened. Is she really being serious? I am torn between feeling creeped out by what's happening right now and becoming curious about what she was saying.

I know. I've figured it out. Lucid dreaming, yes, it happens sometimes. It's an incredible experience when you become aware that you're dreaming and can control what happens. Am I controlling this right now?

"If you're interested, I'm Yoko. 18 years old. She said.

I didn't even ask her what's her name. She's so straightforward.

"Is this what you call lucid dreaming?" After I said that, the girl just stared at me.

Maybe it was a mistake to say that I'm in the middle of a lucid dream. Those people were right— the ones who said never acknowledge that you're dreaming if you're fully aware of it. Oh God, this is terrifying. The line between reality and dream is blurring, and I don't know how to make it stop.

"Hah.. I don't date teens. I'm not interested." I said trying to lift up the mood, I want to wake up as soon as possible.

Her serious expression suddenly twisted into a cringily funny cringe, catching me off guard and sending a chill down my spine. What the heck is happening? It's really freaking me out right now, and I'm struggling to wrap my head around this fast turn of events.

"Okay, I have to stop this. You know, they said that if you're in a dream, never say anything related to reality because they'll start messing with you," she said, a mischievous grin playing on her lips.

And here am I, shaking, like a kid.

"Also, what the heck are you on, Miss Ma'am? I'm simply saying that if you're curious about knowing my name, it's not in a romantic way."

Oh, I got it in a wrong way. Luckily, she's not those devil lucid dream stuffs.. right?

"I am Faye. Faye, 25 years old..."

"IreallyhavenoideawhatsgoingonrightnowIwanttowakeupassoonaspossiblepleaseletmego."

"And so do I." She said seriously.

This is how I met that girl in my dreams—a moment filled with chaos and a hint of surreal weirdness. For now, I'll let this pass, about how I've thought about it again. Because it's June 15th, I find myself periodically drawn back to that dream. Sure Faye, you can maybe and maybe move on..