Dan's POV:
"Good night babe." I say as I kiss Phil asleep. He climbs into bed and so do I. I slip on the cannula. And slowly drift to sleep.
Laughter. But...this Laughter was quite familiar. Molly's laughter.
I walk farther. There, sits Molly in the middle of a floor surrounded with knives. Blood drips from her wrist.
"M-Molly?" I ask.
"Hi!" She cheerfully looks up at me.
"Why are you hurting your self?"
"I-" She is cut off by the sounds of bullets. "SAVE HIM!" She cries.
"Save who?" I ask as she comes running and hugs me.
"They're hurting him."
One final shot, as Molly cries. Soon she looks up, free of tears. She runs through a wall. A foot appears. I open the door. Molly. Molly's room.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" She yells at me.
"What is going on?" I ask.
"GET OUT!" She screams.
Soon. White. All I see is white.
Lala la la la lalalalalala.
I walk. Molly on her knees. Crying. "Molly, what is going on?" I ask.
She looks up. "You'll see. In the future."
Future
Future
Future...
"AH!" I wake up and burst up. Its day. My cannula is on. Phil is at the dresser. "Hey, you okay?" He asks.
"Um...yeah...just a weird dream."
"Seemed like it. You've been tossing and turning all night. Want to talk about it?"
"No. What time is it?"
"11 A.M. I'm gonna take Kyle to the store. Want to come?"
"No I'm good."
"Alright." He kisses me good bye and leaves.
What the hell did she mean by future?
Ugh. It was just a dream Dan! Can't you get it?!?!
Future.
Future.
Future.
Future...
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Adopted By Phan. (sequel to Adopted by Phan a Dan and Phil Phanfiction)
Fanficit's been 2 months since Molly's father has taken her home, tearing the Howell-Lester home apart. Dan and Phil fall into a deep depression. Until, Dan suggest to go to a all boys orphanage. Where Phil meets a blond 6 year old named Kyle. Dan and Phi...
