The Dark Hour

Chapter 3

Recap

God. I swear she got into my nerves there. Can't she tell I'm freaking tired?! I probably look like a zombie.

And now, no one can come between me and my bed.

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Early Tuesday morning

I let out a wonderful sigh because I managed to get a goodnight sleep without having nightmares. I tend to have them ever since my Aunt Petunia died. Weird name, huh? But I love her nonetheless.

But there's this part in my dream that I walked out off of the station and saw coffin-like thingys lining up the road and dried blood on the floors, big eerie moon, the weird unknown boy, the dorms and...

*knock* *knock*

I opened my eyes to a unfamiliar room. This got me fully awake, I gasped and shot up from my bed almost instantly. I studied the room. The walls are painted in light pink, my bedspread and my pillows! What!

I'm surrounded by this girly colors! Oh my god. This is the most worst nightmare ever.

*knock* knock*

Something tells me that this isn't a dream. "Yes?" I answered. Wow, I talked in my dream and my voice sounds croaky like a very old door.

"It's Tomoyo. Are you awake?" Hmm, Tomoyo? I think I heard that name somewhere... Funny, what she did asked me.

"Obviously." I muttered.

She gets inside my room without my consent and said "Good morning. Did you sleep okay?" I instinctively jump up in my bed with a weird karate pose.

"Oh! I saw you in my dream earlier!" I pointed my finger at her. "I didn't know you could see the other person in your dreams twice! I never had any dream like this." I feel like jumping up and down in my bed this very moment. "It looks and feels very realistic." I sat down Indian style in the bed looking around the room with that brown-haired girl standing confused at the door.

"But I really feel like I saw you in person." I rub my chin, studying her. "Hey, maybe you're an angel?" I suggested.

This got her laugh uncontrollably where she got to the point where she hold on to the door to support her weight and started pounding lightly. A few minutes past when she stopped laughing. "You done now?" I asked.

"I can't believe you said that. Me?" She stands straight and puts her hand in her chest. "An angel? Hah!" She started chuckling again.

"I was just asking. And I don't know, you could be anything you want now in my dream."

She abruptly stopped and looks at me weirdly. Oh, would you look at that. The look everyone's giving me.

"This isn't a dream." She stated, serious.

"But, how would you explain those coffin-like thingys? Coz I'm sure coffins don't stand alone."

Her eyes widened like saucers for a second and lay her head down low a bit. "I'm not the one to tell." She mumbled almost impossible to hear but I heard her clear as the water.