Colliding Worlds

Chapter 3

The news broke their hearts, but they had to move still...

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The same dream played over again, contradicting my many attempts for it to stop so I can get some sleep.

Blood on shards of glass...

People screaming in pain...

Dead bodies turning ghostly blue...

And then a very big building, where it all happened...

I woke up drenched in sweat as the dream came back to me.

For weeks it's been the same one.

But this time, it seemed so real, and much more scary.

And that building. This is the first time I'm seeing it.

I checked my phone for the time and saw that it was just past three, in the morning!

I tried to sleep several more times again, but I failed... Painfully.

I stood up and got dressed in sweatpants and a crop top. I might as well just go train a bit before getting ready for school.

Getting to the basement, I heard voices. It was my parents and the Andrews.

I pressed my ear against the door and listened closer.

"...ore reason we need to leave and go to the sanctuary" I heard Mr Andrews say

I can just picture them, standing in a circle around a table, plotting.

"But we just got here" Amelia, his wife argued

"Amelia, if we are found here, unprotected. It'll be hazardous" my Dad explained

"He's right, the kids are in danger" Mr Andrews said

Danger, what sort of danger?

I pressed my ear against the door to hear more, keeping my questions for later.

There was a moment of sighs before my Dad talked. "It is settled then, we leave by tomorrow"

My heart jumped out of my throat and sank back in a very painful manner.

Right, I hated the idea of coming here and going to high school, but why must we leave now, now that I'm just getting used to it.

What sort of danger are we in.

I let my legs move in accordance of my mind, which took me to Peter's room.

Luckily for him, he was sleeping, soundly. Not for long though, because I woke him up.

After a long session of him fully waking up and 'programing' himself to listen to me, at 4 in the morning. I told him everything. Starting from the disturbibg dream down to me hearing that we're leaving.

"Well, at least we successful spent a week at school" Peter said after a long sigh.

"If we are able to go today, that is" I said, resting my back on his headboard.

"Do you think the consistent dreams you're having mean anything"

"They must, if they're that consistent" I said

"I'm sure it has something to do with your telepathic mind"

"Yeah, the same power I know nothing about or even how to control"

"It'll come to you darling, I've told you tons of times"

I waved my hand at what he said "whatever" and immediately the covers came off his body.