Dear Diary,
Last night, I dreamt that I was back in that room. The boys were all standing around me, but this time, instead of facing away, they were are all staring down at me. They were closing in on me and I was shrinking in on myself. I knew that I couldn't touch them, I remembered what would happen.
The floor began to crumble out from under my feet and Kota jumped forward to catch me. As soon as his arms wrapped around me, his skin began to glow and then flake away. One at a time, they tried to save me, resulting in their own destruction. As I watched the last of them float away, I closed my eyes, begging for the end to come. Volto's laugh pierced through the dark and I heard my father whisper, "You'll never escape me."
I shot up and just barely managed to stifle a scream. I'm glad that I didn't wake Luke, but I secretly wish that I had.
Is the nightmare right? Will I be the end of them? I know that they're trying to save me, but what if it leads to them getting hurt? Already, Kota, Luke, and Owen have had to have surgery because of me...what if next time they don't make it? Am I cursed to be alone?
