Leon sat at his desk, buried in the pile of documents Mr. Lee had given him. He tried to focus on the details of the project, a study on a fire that happened years ago, but his mind kept drifting. Shadows of his recent dreams flickered at the edges of his thoughts, but he forced himself to push them aside.
As he flipped through the pages, an image flashed in his mind—Eloise, her face illuminated by flames, her expression a haunting mix of pain and serenity. It was so sudden, so vivid, that it made him pause. He rubbed his eyes, convinced it was just another trick of exhaustion and stress.
Ignoring the nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach, Leon pressed on with the project. He pored over the details of the fire, its aftermath, and the people affected. The deeper he delved, the more he felt a disturbing familiarity with the events described. His mind kept returning to the fire site, as though it were calling out to him.
When he finally arrived at the site, his heart sank. The place was exactly as the documents described—ruins and ashes strewn across the ground. As he walked through the debris, each step felt heavier than the last. He tried to shake off the eerie feeling creeping over him, but it was impossible to ignore.
That’s when the vision of Eloise on fire came back, stronger and clearer than before. He tried to dismiss it as another hallucination, but the connection was undeniable. The more he looked at the site, the more he felt like he was seeing pieces of his own life scattered among the ruins.
Suddenly, it all came together. The fire wasn’t just a tragic event; it was part of his own past. The details in the project, the images of destruction—it all pointed back to that night. Eloise, his childhood friend and later his lover, had died in that fire, and he hadn’t been able to save her.
Leon felt a wave of guilt and grief wash over him. The fire had marked a turning point in his life, and now, standing in the remains of what once was, he felt the full weight of his loss. The project wasn’t just a research assignment; it was a window into his own pain.
Sitting amidst the ruins, Leon realized that his current reality was built on a lie.
Leon knew he had to confront his past. The fire was a painful reminder of his own failures and regrets. The only way to move forward was to face the truth about himself and the life he had been living. It was time to confront the reality of his loss and find a way to escape the illusion that had ensnared him.
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My Dream Or My Nightmare?
Ciencia FicciónA guy living in a lie and finding the truth as the days pass by. Can the human brain hold so much power over us? Sorry if it's not good it's my first time writing a book! English isn't my first language so please be informed This story might be a li...
