04: Lucid Dream

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Primrose POV-

"Wake up." The lady said.

She transfer her hand from my wrist to my shoulder and shake it.

I open my eyes and blink it few times. My vision adjusted and saw it was Aunt Jennifer. I change my position from laying. I sit and lean my back to the headboard. Curiosity strike me.

"Why are you here? How did you enter the house and my room?" I say and frown while rubbing my eyes gently. I ran my fingers to my hair to untangle some knots.

"Wooaah! Easy. I'm just here to check on you. Your mother texted you and you didn't reply. Then she texted me if you're home. They need to over time at their work. She seems like angry because you ignore her text." Aunt Jennifer said.

Probably, the reason in this is if I'm done in the chores.

"Btw. Your mother told me that the key for the front door was in the pot and the key in your room was in one of the drawer downstairs." She explained walking towards the door to exit.

"Stop, astral projection. I told you it's dangerous. Okay. Good night." She said and leave my room.

When I hear the front door closed. I took my phone from top of my drawer. There is 5 missed calls from my parents. 2 messages, one from my mother and one from Steve.

Oh sh*t! I'm in trouble.

I check the time in my phone its quarter to 10 pm.

I hope there is still open convenient store.

I slid out to my bed and take my wallet and phone. I tie my hair and leave the house using my bicycle.

Cold air brush my skin and it cause me to shiver. I slow down a bit to regain my heat. When I'm okay, I pedal fast to reach in my destination.

When I reach to the nearest convenient store. I rest a bit to caught my breath. I buy beers and present my fake ID. I pay for it and leave. I hurriedly return home and put the beers in the fridge.

Nice exercise.

I wipe sweat in my face and reach for my phone.

I text my mother and said.

Rose: Mom, I bought beers for you and for Dad.

I get a quick reply. I open it and read.

Mom: Don't trick me b*tch. Get ready when were home.

Shoot my plan didn't work. I hope when they got home. They are exhausted.

I search the extra keys for my room. I check each drawer to find it. When I got it. I head back to my room and locked the door.

I checked my phone and open the text from Steve.

Steve: Wait! I want to ask if you may help me in Chemistry and Physics. Pleeeaase.

I hesitate to reply because I'm feeling tired and want to sleep but it's great profit. It will help to save me money and leave the house. I reply and said.

Rose: Why me? It's just start of the school year.

Within a second my phone vibrate and I open the text.

Steve: Because I heard that you graduated valedictorian in your school and become top 1 last year.

I instantly type and reply.

Rose: Why not Daisy. She also have high grades and graduated salutatorian and have high grades last year.

This time I feel my eyes heavy and want to totally sleep. When my phone vibrate again. My eyes force open and I open the text.

Steve: Uhmm...I want to get friends with you at the same time while you tutor me. Please. I'll pay you per hour.

I think about the deal and reply.

Rose: Hmmm...in one condition. You need to act normal at the school. Tuesday and Thursday. Our class end in 2:30 pm on that day, so I have enough time to teach you.

A couple of minute past before my phone vibrate.

Steve: Huh? Okay...deal.

Rose: 👍🏼

I turn off the 12 am alarm and turn on the 4 am alarm. I place my phone in next to me under my pillow.

I lay down and close my eyes.

I feel sleepy and darkness ate me.

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Third person-

Her phone rang and answer it, not minding the caller ID.

"Hello?" She said with curious tone.

"T--s is h-r m----r. I'm M-s. ---b-o. M- d------r w---s to m--t y-- h-r- in -o-p-t-l." The woman said.

She can't hear the real message of the woman saying across the line. She glance in her calendar place on her room wall. The image was blurry. She figuring out what date today.

"October..." She says narrowing her eyes to adjust her vision to figure out what date is imprinted to the calendar.

The events spin. Dizziness over power her feelings. She can't stand straight. She feels like she is ready to kiss the floor.

She closed her eyes and focused in her own breathing. When she finally manage her breathing and control her self. She open her eyes wide enough to see where she was.

She was in the hallway of an hospital. She notice a group of nurses with one doctor running and checking the charts. She step aside to give way. The people didn't know what to do. They was busy to saved lives. Primrose walk towards the nurse station.

"Oh! Ms. Crimson. Her room was in 307 4th floor. You can use the elevator on the right." The nurse said and pointed to the direction of the elevator. She can't see the face of the nurse it was blurred.

She run to the elevator to save the time. She tap the up button and wait. When the elevator chimed and open she enter the elevator and tap the 4th floor button. The elevator chimed and open the door when she reach the floor.

She walk outside the elevator and run through the hallway. She search for the room number. Gaze to the right, gaze to the left. She saw 306. She slowly walk to the next door 307.

At first, she hesitate to touch the door knob and twist it. Her heart beats fast, breathing get hard. When she finally gather up her self. She reach her hand to the knob and twist it. She open the door and bright light welcome her sight. She raised her arm and cover her eyes in sudden burst of light enter her eyes.

A woman sitting at the side of the bed stand up. She can't see the face of the woman even the patient. It was all blurry.

End of lucid dream.

Vibration wake her up, pulling her in her lucid dreams. She reach for her phone and check it. She saw that it was already 4 am.

Who was that person?

She thought while searching her lucid dream journal in her drawer. She slid out in her bed and reach for her bag to get a pen. She wrote every detail she can remember in her dream.

October.
Hospital.
Woman.
Girl.
4th floor, room 307.

Every detail that she can retrieve in her mind, she wrote it.

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