Chapter 9: Dreaming

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Again, they were in the same room for days. They started stretching out the time frame in which they stayed in the room. At first they stayed for five days; slowly the days morphed into six... seven... eight days before they would need to come out. The other guests began worrying about them. They were just stuck in that same room.

Why were they in that room? What would you call it? Dedication, hope, love? All of them? They were in there to find the girls. Their girls. They stayed up threw the night hours talking about the sounds they heard. They tried to tie together the clues and find a way to make a connection. As you can probably tell this proved harder than difficult.

They were staying up so late that eventually they fell asleep. Each of them had a dream that night. Not surprising, they've been up for days. A good long rest is exactly what they needed. They just didn't realize how much.

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Zane's dream took place at a park. He was sitting at a park bench eating cookies. Not just any cookies mind you, meifwa scout cookies! They were heavenly! Every time he finished a box, he would go back and buy another one.

When he arrived to buy his tenth box of cookies, he was disappointed to realize the meifwa he's been buying from was out of his favorite flavor. This was a travesty! He needed to find a meifwa scout that still had some. He searched and searched, with no luck.

He heard a bell, and as he followed the sound he found a huge group of people surrounding a little meifwa. The air seemed to get more tense as he watched the group's ravenous behavior anxiously trying to claim some of the best cookies in the world. Eventually the little meifwa couldn't handle all the commotion.

He ran to the little meifwa and fought the crowd back. "Give the girl some room!" he yelled at the crowd. When they didn't go away he began pushing back the people in the crowd. "Stay away! You'll get your cookies!" Eventually, they overpowered Zane and one man grabbed the little meifwa. "Stay back! The cookies are mine!" shouted the man holding the little meifwa scout.

Zane ran up to the man and punched him right in the nose. The evil man then dropped the scout as he fell, but Zane caught the meifwa before she hit the ground.

"Hey! What's your name?" Zane asked taking her away from the mob. "Kawaii~Chan..." she answered. Zane thought for a moment. What a peculiar name. It actually sounded really... well... kawaii! They continued the conversation as he set her down.

"So Kawaii~Chan, what did all those guys want?"

"Kawaii~Chan thinks the men wanted more cookies... Kawaii~Chan said her cookies ran out but they didn't believe her..."

He couldn't help but notice that she was speaking in the third person. Not only that, but her hair was pink. Was that natural? Who could be sure... He studied the little meifwa. She looked about six years old.

He offered to take her home, and she gladly accepted his offer. He carried her out of the park, then to her house. He arrived at small cottage with a bunch of other meifwa running around in the back yard. He rang the doorbell, and two adult meifwa resembling Kawaii~Chan answered the door.

"Nana! You're home!" the female meifwa exclaimed. Kawaii~Chan answered, "Mama! Kawaii~Chan wants to be called Kawaii~Chan!" Her mother looked embarrassed as she replied, "That's right! I'm sorry Kawaii~Chan. Go run and play."

Kawaii~Chan smiled and ran into the house, and Zane watched her as she disappeared into the walls. Not literally, of course.

"Thank you for taking Nana home" said the male meifwa. Zane nodded in return, and left. As he passed the yard he heard his name being called. When he turned around it was the little meifwa- Kawaii~Chan! Or was it Nana? He wasn't sure anymore.

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