I've been having nightmares for the past few nights ....
But let's just dwell on last night's one for the time being mmm.
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There was a call from a stranger saying that if we do not heed her warnings, everything would come tumbling down and our loved ones will die. Thinking it was a hoax, we hung up quite rudely and laughed it off.
Renovations were going on as we had just moved in to a new house.
My father, myself and a few other friends which I can't put names to their faces yet were walking by the side of the house discussing what to build and where.
And then it happened. A wooden stake flew past me and landed right in the middle of a worker's chest.
As you can imagine, everyone freaked out. They ran. And as they ran, stakes kept flying and hitting people. We tried attacking back until huge flaming rocks came hurtling down.
My dad pushed me to run.
And I ran. All by myself. I tried to look behind but I did not see anyone familiar running with me.
Somehow, the fight had hit a sort of water tank, and the area was flooding. But I managed to get across to the safe side where I met a few other familiar faces. I sat on the border, waiting and hoping that I would see familiar faces come. But no. More stakes came flying and hit my friends.
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And then soldiers came out. They reported that the war/fight was over.
I begged them to tell me if they knew where my loved ones were but they didn't.
Waiting and waiting. I finally see one familiar face; and I ask him if he knows where my boyfriend is; in where he shakes his head apologetically and exclaims that he saw him lying in the middle of the flames.
My heart constricts. And tears are gushing out. I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
One by one, people start coming towards me and none of them are the one I want to see.
Fearing that the previous phone call was true .. I started freaking out.
But at last, I see him staggering. Blood covering his entire face and body.
Crying, I run up towards him. He had made it.