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Chapter 8

He grunted, and smiled, "getting a little cocky I see."

"Pfft, never." I rolled my eyes. He pushed me off, and I stepped back.

"You're pretty good, I guess."

"That was just one move." I bragged.

"Well, you may have been underestimated with your skills."

"Clearly." I crossed my arms, and stared at him. "Now what?"

He stood up, grunting and shrugged. "What do you think?" He asked.

"I don't know. You're the one who's supposed to tell me what to do."

"I'm a part of your imagination-"

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Well, it's more complex than that, but we'll just say that for now."

"That's doesn't help very much." I gritted my teeth.

"Anyways you need to get out of this hospital, as fast as you can, get them to run all the tests in like a few days, I don't know, just get out-"

"Why?"

"Zane, is coming back. It's time for you to end him-"

"I can't kill him!"

"He assaulted a police officer-"

"Detective."

"Same thing," he waved it off. I huffed, and glared at him.

"There's a huge difference."

"How so?"

"Well it's more complex that that," I mocked.

"You are really childish-"

"Aren't we all sometimes."

"Whatever, anyways I was getting at a point."

"What's that?"

"Uh...right. Okay, so you're a DETECTIVE so if you do kill him it may as well have been self defense." I stared at him for a minute.

"...Just curious how much do you know about our... process?"

"Not much, but enough to know that you could claim it as self defense." I rolled my eyes.

"I hardly know you, but I already hate you."

"I get that a lot, but besides that point."

"You're very bad at explaining."

"I know shut up!"

"Well I'm going to go while you think about how to explain that. Okay?"

"Whatever."

"Bye!" I waved.

I sat up in my hospital bed, and grabbed the notebook and started to write down the dream, leaving out the part about killing Zane. I heard a knock on the door.

"Come it." I called. The door opened, and Fallen walked in. "Hey!" I smiled.

"Hellu!" She smiled. She sat down in a chair next to the bed. "So how's our crippled doing?"

"I'm not crippled," I crossed my arms. She laughed, and leaned back in her chair.

"I'm teasing you."