The Dream

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"Y/N, please come with me." My mother instructed, her eyes quite watery.

"Please tell me what is wrong!" I cried, tears running down my face.

My father was in a panicked state, shoving papers filled with writing into drawers, locking them once he was finished.

My mother ushered me into the living room as fast as she could. "We do not have much time Y/N, hide in the cabinet."

"But why? What is happening?" I asked, desperate for answers, however I was deprived of them.

Suddenly, there was loud knocking coming from the front door.

"They have arrived." My father whispered, making his way over to the door.

"Who is here?" I questioned, still very confused.

My mother hugged me and began crying, pushed me into the cabinet. She closed the door and I was engulfed in darkness. All I could do was listen to what was about to happen.

"You know what you have done." I heard a man say.

"It is time for you to get what you deserve." Another man said.

There were two gunshots, then silence. I heard four pairs of footsteps begin walking around the main floor of my house, as if the owners of the footsteps were searching for something. I wanted to make sure that my parents were unharmed, so I slowly opened the door to the cabinet I was in. Just a few meters in front of me, I saw my mother and father lying on the floor, dead. I screamed at the sight and began crying. I then saw the four men that had entered my house all turn around and look at me.

Panic set over me and I ran towards the stairs that led to the second level. One of the men caught up and got ahold of me. I screamed and thrashed around, trying desperately to escape his grip. He dragged me over to the front door where the other three men were standing, preparing to leave.

"What should we do with her?" The man holding me asked.

Another man looked me up and down. "Let her go. She is not a problem."

•••••

My eyes shot open and I sat up in bed. My heart was beating fast and my breathing was accelerated. I felt sweat dripping from my hairline. My eyes wandered through my dark room and landed on a figure that sat on the end of my bed. My brain finally registered it as Dan.

"Are you alright Y/N?" He asked, quite concerned about me. "I woke up and heard you screaming, so I came in to check on you."

I looked into his brown eyes, nodding my head. "I just had a rather startling dream."

"Oh really, what was it about?" He inquired, moving closer to me.

"Well, I finally figured out who killed my parents five years ago. I had never remembered exactly what happened, I just knew that they were dead. I assumed it was from a car crash. Anyways, it was The Crimson Killers. They said 'you know what you have done' and 'it is time for you to get what you deserve'. Then, they shot them. They almost shot me, but they let me go and left my house. The pictures of them from earlier just refreshed my memory, and now I know." I explained.

Dan sighed. "You should tell the boss, she will need to be aware of this. Something like this could cloud your judgement."

"No, it will not. I am perfectly focused on what we need to do."

"You may be emotionally compromised. Maybe it would be best if you did not go to the night club."

"Dan, I will be fine." I assured him.

He thought for a moment. "Okay. Get back to sleep, we may have something to do during the day."

With that, he left my penthouse unit and went back to his. I tried going back to sleep but I just could not. I decided to go to the kitchen and get a cup of water.

I sat at the island of my kitchen, looking at the time on my wall clock. Three thirty in the morning.

Once I finished my water, I went over to the balcony, slid open the glass door, and stepped out. The cool air felt refreshing in my lungs. I looked out to see Big Ben and the London Eye in the distance. My gaze then switched to the streets below me, which were quiet.

After clearing my head, I went back inside and closed the glass door. I sat down on the couch in my living room, and felt my eyelids becoming heavy. I laid down so I was more comfortable, and I drifted off to sleep.

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