Echoes of the parallel

X. Echoes of the Abby's

I awoke in my room once again, my heart still racing from the vivid and unsettling dream I had experienced. The tears that had streamed down my face in the dream still felt fresh on my cheeks, and the mix of emotions – fear, confusion, and longing – still lingered in my mind. As I tried to make sense of it all, Thanakrit called me in the mirror.

"Hey, Niran, what happened? You sounded so distressed," Thanakrit's concerned voice came through the vintage mirror, our conversation now flowing in our shared universe language. Are we using the same language again? So it means it was just a dream? Confused, I asked myself.

I took a moment to collect my thoughts before responding to Thanakrit, "I had another dream about the cosmos. It felt so real like I was lost in a world between reality and imagination. Maybe I've been dwelling too much on Mr. Gunjae's lessons."

Thanakrit listened attentively, his voice reassuring, "You've been through a lot, Niran. It's okay to feel overwhelmed. Remember, I'll always be here for you, whether in your world or mine."

As I reflected on the dream and what I had just gone through, I realized that it was indeed just a dream – a haunting one that had shaken me to the core. The memories of my family and friends fading away in the dark room haunted me, but I knew I had to shake off the lingering unease.

"I need to see my family," I said, a sense of urgency in my voice. "I miss them, and I need to be with them."

Thanakrit nodded understandingly, "Go, Niran. Your family needs you, and you need them. We'll meet again soon, I will find ways, I promise."

Rushing back to my home, I was greeted by the warm embrace of my siblings – Brother Youwen, Sister Randa, and my two little princesses, Yani and Anne. Their presence brought a sense of comfort and familiarity, easing the lingering unease from my dream. As they welcomed me home, My heart swelled with love and gratitude for my family.

However, my worry grew when I learned that my parents were unwell, both battling high fevers from the rainy weather. "Where's grandpa, mom and dad," I asked curiously. "Mom and Dad are in their room. They are sick," My brother replied. Rushing to their side, I hugged my parents tightly, my eyes brimming with tears. "I missed you both so much. I miss you too, Grandpa. Can I stay here tonight?" I asked; my voice filled with concern and love.

My parents, touched by my sincerity, and welcomed me with open arms, assuring me that I was always welcome home. As the night grew late, I found solace in the familiar surroundings of my family home, grateful for the warmth and love that surrounded me.

But as the clock struck 2:00 in the midnight hour, I found myself once again transported to the darkroom of my dreams. The ominous voice echoed once more, "You can choose 10 stars to shine."

Fear gripped my heart as the familiar faces of my loved ones appeared before me; their eyes started to turn dark, their bodies twisting with dark veins. The unsettling transformation sent shivers down my spine, and I pleaded with the mysterious voice to stop the torment.

"I just want to find my brother from another universe and be reunited with my family," I cried out, my voice echoing in the void. But as the darkness closed in around me, I felt myself losing balance, falling into the abyss of the cosmos.

And then, in a flash, I awoke once more, this time not in my room but in the classroom, in the presence of Mr. Gunjae. Startled and disoriented, I apologized profusely, my mind reeling from the surreal journey he had just undertaken.

As I stepped outside, the cool night air grounding me in reality, I couldn't shake the feeling that the boundary between dreams and reality had blurred once more, leaving me with more questions than answers. The mysteries of the cosmos and the enigmatic dreams continued to beckon, their secrets waiting to be unraveled in the depths of my consciousness.