Eternity In Lost Dreams

The Second Dream

From a town that lost all meaning...

Spring was now standing within his next dream-world. It appeared to be an abandoned and rusty town. There were cracks in the buildings, broken windows, and graffiti everywhere. The strangest part of it all. There were floating structures all around that looked exactly identical to the one Spring is standing in. There was a note right by him. He kneeled down and picked it up.

'Maybe telling you everything this way is selfish of me. I'm too much of a coward to have told it to you personally anyway. Forgive me for this one last act of self-absorption. Despite everything we went through, I hope you don't hate me.'

Hate? Spring could never hate Summer no matter what. Even after she left him behind. He forgives her, always. He then looked up, and noticed two figures standing by each other. The one on the left spoke first.

Haunt: 'There exists not a single novella that could contain all my emotions on it. It just hurts that there will never be a real conclusion. As we've been before, we're at odds yet again, and I hate it. It was a precious thing we lost.'

Before Spring could react, the one on the right spoke.

Uma: 'Sometimes I love being back here.. Getting wrapped up in joys and trauma past is part of the fun after all. I love the words that hang in the air, stuck in time forever.. ..Like she said, we don't matter here.'

Spring backed away from both of them. They both stared at him as he walked away. Although, it only took a few seconds before he encountered another figure.

Wilt: 'It really only took five people and three months to change a life forever, huh? I'm sure you weren't involved in that. Isn't that right, Spring? ..I can feel your anxiety brewing from here.'

Those words confused Spring. There was never a fifth person. It was always just him, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. Although, what's the point of it now? None of that matters anymore to him. Spring continued to walk as he approached two other figures, and listening to what they have to say.

Recall: 'It's been a long time since any new emotions came here. Of course, it's also been even longer since any left. ...This place is a misery-drowned gutter. Stop reminiscing already. It's all gone now.'

Above: 'This place is so, so painfully stale. It's stagnant, it's vile, I feel trapped here. And despite all of this.. I stay. Maybe our suffering is meant to be.'

Eventually, Spring entered an alley before approaching another figure. It appeared to be holding a "wood-plank." It looked up at Spring as he stared.

Pass: 'Hey.'

Pass: '...'

Spring just stood there, staring at it...

Pass: '...Just take it and stop staring.'

Spring was now holding a wood-plank. The figure was holding another one. It looked at Spring and noticed that he was still waiting.

Pass: 'Greedy.'

It then disappeared before Spring left the alley. There was a building next to him labeled as 'Q's Place.' Spring opened the glass set of double-doors and went inside. There were a bunch of cracks in the walls. There was a shelf on his left that had old recording-tapes. He looked on the right side of the building and noticed a figure at the cash-register. It looked at Spring, and then spoke.

Q: 'The memory constructs are going out of stock soon. I think it's somewhat beautiful that so many people want to capture moments forever. ..Yet, you don't strike me as the type that cares about those memories. Isn't that right, Spring?'