They stood in the middle of the giant city again, hidden safely within the crowds. Having discussed their situation en route, they decided to split and lay low if possible. The only person not included in their plans was Ethan due to his age.
“By the way, my name’s Oko,” the bald individual spoke as he walked away.
The two shouted back theirs, but the gang dispersed in the endless flow of people, leaving Ethan and Theresa alone.
“I’m going to the real world,” she told him. “And you should go too. You’re too young for this anyway.”
“I can’t,” he replied, but not willing to admit the truth. It hurt him greatly when he thought about it.
“Are you addicted already?” she smiled. “The alter-realm is indeed an amazing invention. But I should go now.”
“Wait,” he begged her while she turned away. “I need help.”
“Help? With what?”
“Do you remember the thing that pursued us?”
“Yes. Do you have something I should know?”
“No. I just want to be able to fight it.”
“Hmm,” she frowned. “You’re a troublemaker, do you realize that? Considering that it’s you, well... I have a friend. I’ll take you to her, but then I depart, alright?”
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Intensive Dream Unit
Science FictionEthan, a boy living his last days under the ravenous shadow of cancer, finds solace in the alter-realm, a world of unparalleled fantasies. Yet the darkness will never give him reprieve, determined to hound him to the deepest edges of the world. Howe...
