As the clock struck midnight, the heavy rain flooded the road, turning the streets into deserted rivers of murky water. Annie could hardly see through the cascade of rain as she ran, clutching her transparent umbrella tightly. The wind whipped around her, threatening to tear her umbrella from her grasp, and her heart raced with fear. She quickened her pace, her footsteps splashing through the puddles, but the treacherous, rain-soaked road caused her to lose her footing, and she tumbled to the ground, her strength waning.
Suddenly, an umbrella materialized above her, and panic overcame her exhaustion as she cried out for the stranger to let her go, promising not to interfere anymore. Confusion etched the face of the person kneeling beside her as he asked if she was okay and if anything was wrong.
In her daze, a headlight shone on the stranger's face, and then Annie woke abruptly, finding herself on a cozy bed. Her best friend, Becca, entered the room, concern etched on her face.
"Another nightmare?" Becca asked gently.
Annie nodded. Ever since the accident that had caused her memory loss six months ago, she had been plagued by these strange dreams. The doctor had suggested that they might be fragments of her past, but what frustrated her the most was the recurring appearance of a man in her nightmares. His face was always obscured, leaving her bewildered and anxious. She longed to find her father, who had been out of touch since her mother's passing, but her hopes seemed dim.
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