Claire

Prologue

"Cassandra"...
            "Cassandra"...
                         "Cassandra"...

I heard someone calling my name, and his voice gets deeper and deeper.

And the way he calls me, it's tempting, alluring, inviting...

It seems that he wanted something from me.

Can it be my company?

Or help maybe?

Does he want to tell me something, like revealing his deepest, darkest secret?

"Who are you", I replied.

"I am"... , he replied in his gradually vanishing voice.

Then, without a blink of an eye, darkness fell. It's worse than a total eclipse as I cannot glimpse even a spark of light.

I suddenly heard his voice again asking me, "What is your greatest fear"?

Afraid of blindness, and due to my urge to see again, I hastily replied to him that it was my most dreaded fear.

He told me, "from now on, you shall see everything clearly".

And a strong ray of light flashed at me, and in just a snap, I can see everything again.

I looked around...

I found myself at the center of a crossroad.

And I saw an image of me at one of the paths, bathing with blood, desperately begging for help.

But no one is there.

Then, i looked at the accident scene, there was a burning wrecked motorcycle, which I believe, the one that I rode on.

And I saw a twelve-wheeler truck, abandoned by its driver.

Again, he spoke to me, "this is you, in the coming future, only you can escape this painful ending".

"But how"?, I asked him.

There was no response.

I asked again, "how"?!

"How"?!

I walked towards the vision of my dying self, struggling to figure things out, but I don't have a clue.

Questions have been running in my mind: when, where, who, how, and why.

I knelt beside my body and I tried to touch it.

But even before I laid my hands, it transformed into a scattered deck of cards.

They seem to be playing cards but I felt that it is more than what I am assuming.

What happened was a bizarre.

I picked-up one of the cards laying on the road.

I flipped it over and I saw it's name, "The Fool".

Full of emotions, still shocked of what I have witnessed, I found myself waking up to reality.

It was just a dream.

Maybe?