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The mark is so familiar....the dream! I close my eyes for a second..just in case I'm hallucinating, then open them again...it's still there! The freaking mark is still there!!. I'm so confused..I don't know what to do.. is it a good thing?..is it a bad thing?..who's gonna believe me if I say I woke up with a strange mark on my neck. Its roundish, looks like some kind of cult membership tattoo..it's small yet so distinct. Still struggling with the thought..I hurriedly take my bath and put on my night clothes.

What if it's a scar I never noticed?..maybe I hurt myself when I passed out but why does it resemble the one in the dream? The stream of thoughts in my head is halted by the sound of the door.

"Dee! Look what I made" Johnny clearly oblivious of all that happened today, rushes into the room holding a building made out of Lego pieces.

" it's nice, I see it's a building" I say

"it's my future house" Johnny says grinning.

" that's a nice looking house" I reply.

" so do you like hanging out with Sarah and Mark? I ask

" Yeah..they have a lot of toys" Johnny replies smiling.

" ofcourse " I whisper, chuckling.

"Johnny leaves and I'm once again left alone with my thoughts.

The woman..who's Aylin?..I'm so confused yet I feel a strong connection to all these dreams..it feels like a message I can't decode. Still curious about the mark, I head downstairs to speak with Jules.

"Hey Jules!" I wave while descending the stairs, much happier than before. "

Diane, I'm sure you're much better..I have been thinking..pizza or sushi for dinner?" She asks. " that's a tough one..I'm gonna go with sushi" i reply.

"Alright then..I better start ordering" Jules picks up her phone and heads to kitchen.

I turn on the tv and Riverdale's on. I'm a sucker for anything crime and mystery, criminal minds, NCIS..just name it. ..the intrigue, the tension just keeps you on the edge of your seat..that feeling for me is to die for.

Hermione's about to shoot her ex lover when the show is interrupted by breaking news.

" we interupt this program for some breaking news...there's going to be public holiday from the 28th of August till the 3rd of September in honour of our founder, Joe Hicksville. The mayor, Paul Woodley has ordered that all mid term exams should be moved to the 21st of August to ensure the participation of all and sundry in the festivities of the commemoration programme...thank you for your time" a sharp looking lady says.

"noooooo" i literally yell to express my grave disappointment. "I'd have to go to school on Monday..alright Mrs Simmons..you win this time" I say with sheer amusement.

" what's up?" Jules walks into the living room on hearing my voice. " all mid term exams have been moved to next week! Ughhh..now I have to go to school" I continue to yell.

"Did they say why?" Jules says.

" oh yeah...our Wonderful mayor says he wants to ensure everyone participates in the commemoration programme " I reply sarcastically.

"Oh! Yeah..28th of August is founder's day...sorry sweety if you're gonna keep your grades up you have to write those exams" Jules says.

"Ugggghhh, I know" I sigh. My next sentence is stopped by the door bell. " that must be the sushi

" Jules gets up to open the door. She collects it, pays the delivery guy and drops it on the dining table.

"Daniel! Sushi's here" Jules yells

"I'll be down in a sec!" Daniel yells back.

" Diane, go get the children...they should be upstairs. "

"on it! "

In no time, everyone's seated. I don't know what's funnier..Johnny handing chopsticks or Sarah's facial expression after eating the vinegered rice. In all of this amusement, I replay the dream in my mind..I decide I'm gonna ask Jules about the mark.

In a couple of minutes we're done with dinner. Daniel goes to the study and the children retire to their room. Now it's just me and Jules.

"Jules...thanks for everything...it's means a lot" I say to Jules.

" No problem Diane, your grandma's a really kind person..the least I can do is to take care of you guys" Jules replies.

"Yeah..I just wish I was there..you know.." I say.

" you know, Diane..family is like music, some high notes, some low notes but at the end it's always a beautiful song...it's all gonna be alright." Jules says smiling.

"Jules..is there anything on my neck..like a scar?" I ask curiously.

"Nope..I can't see anything

" are you sure" I say, shocked.

"Yeah I'm pretty sure..what's wrong..did you hurt yourself?"

"No..I just ..nevermind"

"Alright..I'm gonna head upstairs, mama needs to sleep" Jules says playfully.

"Goodnight"

"Goodnight" I reply.

I turn off the lights then head to my room.

It's 10:00pm and I can't sleep. Yup..you guessed right..I'm thinking, I'm starting to think it's my talent. If I channel all my thinking energy to academics..I'd probably be the next Einstein...yes it's that bad.

Mid term exams now start next week..damn! I've gotta hit the books. I decide to read up on chemistry , I pick my chemistry text book and it's like it's written in gibberish! Who freaking made this stuff! Ughhh. I'm about to drop my textbook when I hear something.

I look outside and I conclude it's just ruffling of the leaves of the red maple. I close my eyes in attempt to sleep then I hear another sound coming from the door. " Jules.. it's that you?" I ask in attempt to pacify my fears.

*no reponse*

I get off the bed and move towards the door, I open it..there's no one there. Maybe it's just my mind cooking up these things. I need some sleep that's all. I get back on the bed and close my eyes and finally I'm about to sleep when I hear something..this time very clear..

*Aylin*

I jump off the bed...adrenaline building in my body. "What is going on?" I mutter to myself. I shut my eyes trying to convince myself it's not real, the minute I open my eyes all I see is white light. My state of fear is beyond explanation, my heart is beating so fast, I might pass out.

Suddenly, the light is engulfed by thick darkness and images of people and occurrences begin to float in the air. I close my eyes again wishing for all of these to stop, I open them again and I'm left speechless by what I see..

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