!Being Remade!

Dream Into The Past

I opened my eyes and I was starting at a torn up door. Great, another dream and another three more days without powers. I sighed and looked around.

I was in an old dirty hallway, and it looked like it hasn't been cleaned since 1867 or something. I saw something red on the door and when I touched it it was blood, and it wasn't dried.

My hand looked light blue, and I felt lighter than usual. I looked down and the bottom half of my body was gone, it was just a long tail like wisp. Oh I was a ghost, cool.

I saw someone walking up to the door I was floating in front of, they had a good hiding there face. They had a little plastic bag in their left hand and their right hand was holding their left arm like they were in pain. When they got to the door they unlocked it and went inside. I wouldn't have followed except I saw there face.

It was Dennis.

I followed him inside. Everything was the same, but some blood wasn't dry, there were fewer knives in the kitchen, fewer cracks in the walls, and the gun or bullets wasn't there.

He put the bag down and something rattles inside it. He sat down and rolled his arm sleeve up. There were bloody bandages around his forearm, and he started to change the bandages.

I was about to see if he could hear me before there was banging at the door. Dennis' face turned into a terrified face. I tried to hug and comfort him, but I was a ghost and nothing but air to him.

The person started screaming, it was Connor. "OSCAILTE AR TÚ IDIOT!!!" He screeched something in Irish.

Dennis scrambled up and grabbed the thing that was in the bag, it was the gun. That sent shivers up my spine. He went over to the window and tried to open it.

Connor broke the door down with his foot and looked furious. "TÚ! CAD ATÁ Á DHÉANAMH AGAT?!?" He raged.

Dennis looked at Connor and aimed the gun at him. "L-LÉARRAÍ I!!!" He yelled.

Connor scoffed and walked closer to Dennis. "An gceapann tú gur féidir le gunna é a mharú? Níl, a cheapann tú gur féidir leat mo mharú a dhéanamh?"

Dennis was shaking violently and started crying, the gun almost fell from his hands. "Le do thoil, fág mé féin." He sounded as if he was pleading.

Connor took the gun from Dennis and smashed it over his head, he winced and backed away. Connor growled and did something that almost killed my heart.

He shot Dennis in the stomach.

Connor shoved Dennis back and broke the glass and fell out of the window. He landed on the awning and rolled off of it. Someone caught him and he called the ambulance and rushed him inside.

Connor growled and snapped the gun in half, rushing outside and leaving. I stood there in shock. I rushed down the stairs to the lobby where Dennis was. He fell from four stories high, with a gunshot wound. How did he survive?

The man who caught him was using a towel to hold pressure against the gunshot wound while an ambulance could be heard from a couple blocks away. Dennis had blacked out from the blood loss most likely.

Two people in uniforms rushed into the building with a stretcher beside them. They put Dennis on and started to bring him onto the ambulance, hooking him up to machines to keep him alive.

I felt tears falling down my face as I saw the ambulance drive away and leaving only cop cars left. After that everything started to fade into darkness.

Everything went silent and a light appeared a couple of feet away from me. There was a hospital bed with Dennis laying in it passed out. Bandages over his chest and stomach area. He was hooked up to multiple machines, including a heart monitor.

I flew over to him crying and I started to turn normal. I ran to his side and stared down at him. Tears were streaming down my face as I held one of his hands.

Dennis opened his eyes and smiled at me weakly. He started to laugh as he faded into static. I screamed his name crying and blacked out again.

I opened my eyes and I was panting heavily. Dennis was gone and it was around ten. There was a note saying he left for college on his pillow.

I let my breath slowly calm down and I got up. I had to talk to him later about what happened. I was about to get up and make cereal before I got a text message from Dad.

Dad: You ok? Your heart rate went up again.
Me: ye. i had another dream and i think it was Dennis' past but idk i have to ask him
Dad: Oh ok, I hope everything is ok.
Me: it is. and how is the village did Aengus get in trouble again
Dad: Everything is fine here, and it turned out that one of the children decided to make a fake dragon with her friends. Aengus apparently thought it was real even though it was made of leaves.
Me: oh ok.
Dad: I'm sorry but I have to get to a meeting. I love you, sweetie.
Me: I love u 2 Dad, good luck.

I turned my phone off and went to the kitchen. I made myself breakfast and ate my cereal on the couch. I watched Ghostbusters until I fell asleep.

Just as I fully fell asleep I heard Dennis opening the door and saying, "I'm home!" I hope his day was ok.

I hope he was ok.

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hey, sorry if this was too short. hope ya guys liked dis cuz i thought about this for like 5 hours figuring out if Connor will have his gang members with em or how Dennis wouldnt die. till next time <3