Chapter 22-dieing slowly

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"Phil...wake up...." A familiar voice whispered.
Phil sat up in bed. "M..mum?"
"Hello darling"
"I miss you."
"I miss you too...follow me... Quickly before your father wakes up" Phil follows his mother, he noticed he was closer to the ground than he remembered.
His mother hops in the car with him and turns on the engine. It's dark out. Very dark.
The car stopped out side a field. "This is our special secret field" his mother spoke softly.
"Our special secret field...I love it!"
"Me too"
"Mommy?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did you leave? Why did daddy want you to leave?"
"Because....oh come here." Phil's  mom brought him into a hug. Phil left a few of his tear stains on his mothers jumper.
"Helen?!" A voice yelled.
"Daddy? No go away! Mommy is innocent! Leave mommy alone!" Phil's childish innocent voice yelled. The masculine figure ran over, ignoring Phil, and pulled out a gun.
"Unworthy! Unworthy woman!" He yelled pointing the gun at his mother.
"Dad no!" He cried, closing his eyes tight.
Bang.

A couple of hands picked him up.
"Tell anyone and I'll do that to you too! Understand?!"

"Aghhhhh!" Phil sat up immediately.
"Woah woah woah!" Foot steps thudded in his directions.
"What happened?" Chris sat aside Phil.
"M-I saw my mother..and my father...and..." Phil began crying.
"Shhhh...it was just a dream"
"It wasn't a dream, it was a repetitive reality"
Chris chuckled. Bringing Phil into a hug.
Considering it was a dream, it felt realer than it should of.

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