You work at a coffee shop, trying to make a living. Everything about you is normal, except your dreams. You only ever have the same dream, and it is not a pretty one. But when you meet a boy and become friends with him, that changes. WARNING: There is death in this story. Blood is mentioned but not described. Consider yourself warned. The reader has sort of a double that is referred to as female. The reader themself is not addressed with anything other than their name or 'you'. This is a one-shot. I'm sorry if anyone is out of character; that's not my intention. I did not make the cover art. It is by Doodlings on Tumblr (ursais.tumblr.com).