CHAPTER: 4

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"For every complex problem, there is an answer that is clear, simple, and wrong."

-H.L. Mencken

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"So you are new in Manchester?" She asked curiously.

"Yeah, I am from Izmir.", I said while taking a sip of my latte.

"Don't you miss your friends in Izmir"

"I do, but I can't do anything about it" I replied dolefully.

"My sis has started a new project here. Everyone in my fam was moving here and I can't live without them," I said looking around the cafeteria.

"So that's why I am here.", I added

"Oh, a family oriented girl.", She remarked sarcastically.

"Tell me something about yourself.", I asked ignoring her comment.

"Myself?" She looked confused for a moment.

"I am Ray. My date of birth is 12th May. I am 18 years, 25 minutes and 13 seconds old. Although I am an adult still I have 8 baby teeth. My favorite color is violet. But I also like purple and blue and grey. I have a mole on my right arm. My favorite food is burger, fries and a lot of tomato sauce. People often call me Rayon but I don't mind. My brother calls me Tray but I don't mind. My cousin calls me Lil ray but I still don't mind. I have a very big heart. Like a very very very big heart. If you want to see how big my heart is, we can go to some hospital for a heart scan. Let me show....."

"STOP THISS! I asked for *something* not *everything*," I interrupted.

"You are so rude, Clay," she said with fake sadness.

"Clara. It's CLARA."

"Whatever." She replied with a smirk.

"Are you done with your child like behavior, Miss Thompson."

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It was a dark night.

The mild wind was blowing.

I could hear the rustling of grass.

I was standing in the window of my room which gives a clear view of the backyard.

I was about to turn when I saw two shadows who were holding a sack in the backyard.

I could hear them whispering something.

It was quite dark.

I went a bit closer and saw that one shadow was holding a gun.

They put the sack on the grass for a while and one of them climbed the wall.

The other placed the sack on his shoulder and lifted it to the person standing on the other side of the wall.

I saw a hand coming out of the sack.

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It was a dream.

Should I take it seriously?

Will it end up happening in real like my other dreams.

It's going to be a month since I'm in Manchester.

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I having been having these dreams for a month.

All these dreams were normal.

Like one day I saw a dream in which Ray gave me a VIP ticket for the concert of my fav singer.

And it ended up happening in real.

What if this dream is also a glimpse of the future.

I can't handle it alone.

I have to tell this to someone.

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