Just a dream?

Kellin's Arc: Familiar Stranger

Using Dr. Everlyn Cross's device Kellin travelled across a hundredth universes before stumbling into a small town he never been before. His heart raced as he approached the small church, the funeral procession a somber gathering of unfamiliar faces. Yet, he was drawn to this place, compelled by a sense of familiarity that tugged at his soul. Clutching the dimension-hopping device in his pocket, he took a deep breath and stepped through the doorway, his eyes immediately searching the crowd for a glimpse of the woman he had lost.

There she was, her long red hair cascading over her shoulders, the very sight of her igniting a spark of hope within him. Kellin stood transfixed, unable to tear his gaze away as she moved through the crowd, her every step and gesture so achingly familiar. This had to be her – his June, the love he had been searching for across realities.

Slowly, Kellin made his way towards her, his eyes drinking in every detail, his mind racing with a torrent of emotions. As he drew closer, their eyes met, and Kellin felt a jolt of recognition, a connection that transcended the boundaries of this strange new world. Summoning his courage, he stepped forward, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke.

"June Darkridge, I finally meet you"

June felt a shiver run down her spine. "Who are you?" she demanded, her voice wavering slightly. "And why am I here, at my own funeral?"

Kellin's heart sinking as the realization sank in. June did not recognized him. "My name is Kellin Blythe, and I'm afraid the answer to your questions is not so simple." He paused, his eyes locked with hers. "You see, this is not your true reality. You are dreaming, June, and I am here to help you understand the nature of your connection to this world."

Before Kellin could explain everything of why he and June is here and how she is the key to bring them close together forever again, She disappear into thin air back into her world.

Out in the cool afternoon air, Kellin paused, leaning against the weathered wooden siding of the church. Closing his eyes, he allowed the memories to wash over him – the sound of June's laughter, her gentle touch, the way her eyes shone with love and understanding. How he had treasured those precious moments, how he had longed to recapture that connection, that sense of belonging. He was happy to finally meet her and hope they meet again to uncover the truth the situation.