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I was standing there. In the middle of the dark. All I see is darkness. I'm trying to find something else. But there's nothing else. I can hear nothing, except my own breath. I suddenly see Ashley, but she looks younger there. She was sitting there and hugging the 5 years old me really tight. And then I finally be able to see the background. We were inside a closet. I looks unconscius. And Ashley was trying so hard to kept her calm while she was talking to someone on the phone. She kept saying, "They shot them, they shot my parents!"

I walk towards them. I touch the 5 years old me. And then I suddenly have a vision from the 5 years old me. At that time, I wasn't unconscius. I was awake. But I pretending like I wasn't. I heard everything. I heard Ashley's crying. I could heard someone else's steps. But it was too heavy to be my parent's. Behind me, Ashley crying and hugged me. She kept whispering to the phone, "They got shot.." over and over. It was a heartbreaking. I wanted to say something. But somehow my body couldn't move. I don't even know why.

My head felt really heavy. My eyes too. The next thing I was totally unconscius.

I'm back to be me again.

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I wake up in shock. I feel cold. I look at the window. The curtains was opened. I walk towards it and close it. Then I just realize it's almost dark. I totally oversleep and forget about Peter. I'm just put on my jacket and walk outside.

I ride my bike to the park. But I don't find him everywhere. Somehow my eyes spot a crowd near the park. I push my bike there with me. Once I get in there, what I find is unbelievable. I close my eyes for a second, hoping what I see just an imagination. But it's not.

There's a police line everywhere. The cops walking around inside the circle of the police line.

I walk closer to the police line.

The cop near me push me back. I ask him what happened, he says that there was an accident. I ask again who, he says the victim was a highschool boy named Peter Johnson.

"Holy crap." I froze. It was Peter. I look at the cop and ask him, "When did this happened?" He says it was 30 minutes ago. Meaning it was 5 minutes after he texted me. I walk back from the crowd with my bike.

I stand at the park and looking at my phone. I don't know who to call, neither what to do. Suddenly I hear a footsteps behind me. I turn around and see Emily.

"Hi, Will."

I look at her confusly. "What are you doing here?" She walks towards me, "I just wanted to take a walk and buy something, but then suddenly that accident happened. So I sit here to cool down and then you shows up." Emily explain the reason why she's here. She take me to sit on the nearest bench.

She naturally hug me because she realize how scared I was. My fingers getting cold. I really freak out.

I tell her that Peter was telling me to came. But this is what I found. I was totally shocked. Why everyone that have contacted me, a minutes later die?

Emily try to comfort me. She keeps saying a nice things. But I didn't listening. My mind is so confused right now. I don't know what to think or what to say. I don't even know if he's survived or not. "C'mon, come with me." Emily suddenly says something else. She drag me and my bike to the nearest coffee shop.

Why it is always be a coffee shop? I don't even like coffee.

We sit outside the shop. Emily buys a coffee, but I'm not. She tries to distract me with some other stories while she mixing her drink with sugar. I kinda confused though, because it's almost night and she drinks a coffee. She keeps talking. But still, my mind still on some other dimension.

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