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Days past without me having anymore dreams which is good on my part. Days have gone by so fast and now we're in Colorado. It's been great the past few hours. We decided to take a swim in the hotel pool. Afterwards we went to the hot tub and then ate and slept. I woke up shortly after falling asleep. The figure was standing over me. "I thought I was done with this!" I yell. "You were wrong" he says. "Who are you and why are you doing this?" I ask. "I'm a friend of yours...and I'm doing it for fun" the figure laughs...what the hell is wrong with guy?! He uses his hands to choke me to death and I wake up in heavy breathes. I write down in my book more stuff I think I know. I'm beginning to find out so much about this figure. For now I'll just have to keep having the same dream. I'm starting to get confused though...why didn't I have any dreams the past few days? I hear a knock and I answer the door. "Uh hey..." Luke says standing there. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Landen told me to come check on you because he heard you moving around." Luke says. I can't get over Luke's brown eyes. I feel like I know them from somewhere! I think back to my notes...brown eyes...no it can't be Luke! I slam the door in Luke's face without thinking. I open it and see him walking away. "Sorry" I yell down the hallway crossing the door again. Could Luke be the figure? Why? I go to sleep...I wake up and look around but I don't see the figure. I look out the window and something doesn't feel right...all the cars are gone and I don't see any cars or anyone for miles. I walk down to the hotel lobby and no one's there...I had a key to Kats room so I go up there. No one. I grab her car keys. Then I remember no cars. I walk down the streets for hours and still no sign of anyone. "What the hell?" I say. "Hello?" I ask. I keep walking and I come across an abandoned house. Maybe this is a dream. I might as well explore while I can. I head to the house full of broken glass. Why did I do that? Because I thought it'd be fun. I walked in and glass was everywhere. "Wow" I said. Something still wasn't right and I felt like it wasn't a dream. I saw the figure and he stabbed me multiple times. I felt more pain then I ever did before. This has to be real. It hurts to much. Then I blacked out...

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