This time, my nightmare is more vivid. There was the monster, chasing me to death, and then there are people who appear before me. They were bruised and injured and there’s this voice almost sounded like saying I was the one who had done that.
I woke up in an unfamiliar white room. It seems I was still on my uniform. I tried to sit up but my head suddenly hurt.
“Hold up for a sec,” a girl said. She’s wearing a dark camouflage uniform. I noticed there’s a computer beside me. She came up to me holding a glass of water. She helped me to sit up and let me drink.
“Name’s Genna, Private Genna,” she introduced. I just stare at her going back to her laptop. “You probably wondering why you’re here, Elafros,” she added. I nodded. “You can call me Ela if you want,” I said.
She nodded in response, too. “Can you remember something?” she asked.
I went in deep thought. “Well, a little bit.” I paused. Then suddenly, an image came into my mind. “The monster.”
The door opened and Andrei went in. I was surprised to see him, like always, especially that he’s wearing the same uniform with Genna. “Andrei?!”
“Hey Annie,” He smiled.
“You’re okay!” I ran up to him and hugged him. This time, I can’t stop myself after what happened to him really scared me. I realized what was I doing and let go of him in embarrassment. He laughed. Genna raised an eyebrow.
“Well, I’ll be dead meat if it wasn’t for you.” He thanked me.
I looked puzzled. “What are you talking about?” Andrei and Genna exchanged glances.
“Oh. Don’t worry about that. Anyways, I’m here to take you to General Atrom.”
On our way, Andrei explained everything to me except to what happened at the school. Je explained that this group was called “Aegis”; they protect the human kind from any dark forces. He said he joined this group because of his father. He told me how his soul lead him here. The reason why he stay for senior year, besides his wish to be with his friends, is that a monster was on the loose.

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Exchange of Hearts
AcciónTrue emotions are special to each other. It reflects on who we really are. Some people hide their hearts, making everyone blind to see their true colors. It’s just like exchanging your heart with a wrong one.