We spent the night at the hospital and I let Cam sleep on my lap. I didn't get much sleep and my back was sore. First period was English and I had gotten called to the counselor's for falling asleep on my desk.
The counselor heard about my situation and sent me home. I caught the bus home, but still had to walk for a long while.
I'm completely exhausted and when I tried to make some water I had to fight with the faucet to turn it on. Hannah was pretty paranoid about the water thing so she had like three water filters around now.
Some weird part of me thinks it wasn't the water.
I mean, if it was, wouldn't there be more than just 50 cases of the crazies? A lot more than 50 people drink water. I'm not saying I want that to happen, but it seems off.
I called Hannah and told her what happened. She was mad that I didn't call her to pick me up. I really didn't care anymore and just crashed on my bed. In less than ten minutes I was out like a light.
My dreams have always been weird but this was beyond weird.
I'm in an unnaturally green forest. Peaceful hills, an empty field behind me surrounded by the tallest trees that went on for acres. In front of me was a cliffside that I sat on with a calm beach below me waves lapping at the shore.
I come here a lot. My Dreamscape dad called it. We all had one he said, a place where we go and feel safe in our dreams, reoccurring often in our subconscious mind. Sometimes based off a place you knew or a place you made up.
I would almost always start a dream off here. My father always found that intriguing, every dream, every single time would start here. The Dreamscape.
I saw the beach down below the cliff and thought, "That's new." I walked down the hillside and sat in the water, wading around waist deep. Then it changed.
Storm clouds raced towards me, water rose and swallowed me whole as I was swimming for my life. Waves of salt burned through my lungs as they crashed down around my head.
I had gone under in seconds, sinking into an endless void.
I could breathe now. Deep under the water. Quietly I was floating in complete darkness, then a hand. My father's hand pulled me out. I ran desperately towards him but when I reached the figure of light where his hand was pulling me there was... no one.
I was back on the cliff.
The water was higher and I could dip my feet into them like on the edge of a swimming pool.
No storms. No darkness.
Just me and... Dad?
"C'mon Princess," He said sweetly, "Don't be afraid of the dark. The darkness can hide the most wonderful surprises." I remember this.
This was our summer vacation when I was ten. I had fallen in the ocean off a boat that evening and my father had jumped in to save me.
A few hours later at the beach house and I was still shaken up. When I woke up it was dark and I was scared. And my father had hugged me tight and said those exact words to me that night.
"Just be careful Andi," His voice dropped, we came back to the Dreamscape from the flashback. I don't remember him saying this. This was new.
"While wonderful things hide in the dark, so do the monsters. Never stray too far. Stay with your people. Your family. They will guide you through the darkness." He kissed my forehead and I tried to ask him questions.
What do you mean? What darkness? Don't leave me!!
He faded away and his voice tuned out. Someone was calling me...
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Magician's Melody: Hymn of the Fallen
FantasyIn this world, no one truly knows about powerful beings hidden in plain sight all around them. As well as the creeping destruction threatening the very existence of both worlds. Can a band of teenagers save the universe before it's too late? _______...