Chapter 2

As the Dreamer was going to sleep, he was hearing some voices, someone was calling him, but he couldn't see anything, he could only hear the voices from the distance. As the time passed, he heard more and more voices, but he couldn't wake up, he couldn't feel his body, it was like he was flying, but there was no wind. He's been starting to getting scared, but, the last time, he could hear the voice last time, loud and clear. It was his mother.

- Dreamer, wake up, you'll be late for school!

Dreamer was lying in his bed, but something was off. His mother has died a long time ago. Was this a dream?

- Dreamer, I've been calling you for 15 minutes now! Get up! It's not the time to sleep. It's your first school day!

- Wait, first school day?

- Finally, you're awake! Come, breakfast is ready, we don't have much time.

Dreamer was confused, it was not feeling like a dream, but he was a kid right now, and his mother was waiting for him to come eat the breakfast. Most importantly, his mother was alive. He was thinking, how, how could such thing could happen? Maybe, it was just a dream that was feeling real, yeah, that was it. He heard about those kind of dreams before, you feel like you're living a real life, but you are actually in a dream. Dreamer has convinced himself, and suddenly, he moved to the side, because he knew something was coming his way.

- JUST COME HERE ALREADY WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!

Yeah, even if it is a dream, it is best not to make your mother angry, no one wants to face such thing's consequences. Especially the "Special Mother Item Throwing Technique".

After having breakfast, two of them got ready to go to school. When they were ready to leave, Dreamer saw his cat outside the house.

- Whisper! I missed you so much!

Dreamer hugged the cat, but the cat got out of his arms and ran away.

- Why are you hugging those street cats? I told you to stay away from them. They have bacteria, you will get sick if you get too close to them. Don't do it again.

- But mom, Whisper lives in our house anyways. Why was he even outside? Did he disturb your sleep again or something?

- What are you talking about? That cat has never been inside our house. Have you let him in at night? Tell me the truth!

Dreamer sensed it again, something was off. Whisper has been living with them for a long time, but when he looked again, Whisper was a little smaller than he remembered. Maybe he got his memories mixed up.

- No, I was joking, I just wanted to keep that cat in our house, and I also just came up with the name Whisper.

- Anyways, let's go, we don't have time.

They continued to walk to school. Dreamer was trying to remember the past, he was still thinking about his cat. And suddenly, his mother screamed:

- DREAMER! MOVE AWAY!

His mother pushed him away, but she got hit by a car. Dreamer was still in shock. How? How did it happen? He raised his head to look at the car that hit his mother, but the driver got scared and has already drove away.

MOM! MOM WAKE UP! MOM!

He was screaming so loud, his voice broke. He couldn't talk anymore. He couldn't feel anything anymore, not even the tears that were running down his face. He started to hear something, but it was dark, he couldn't see or sense anything again, he could only hear something from far away. He heard many voices mixing up, not being able to make out something out of it. Suddenly, all of the voices stopped. Dreamer tried to talk, but his voice didn't come out. He was feeling something now. All of the voices stopped, but something was watching him. He then heard a voice:

- Dreamer, the poor soul. Facing misfortunes everywhere. It is not your fault that you became *****

He didn't hear that word, but his ears felt like they have exploded. He felt like there was blood coming out of his ears. He tried to scream, but, he still couldn't even talk.

- We shall be waiting for you, *****

He then felt like all of his body got crushed, when he was about to hear the last words from that unknown voice. He felt so much pain, but it was the last thing he felt from that dream. He finally woke up. He was sweating so much, all of his sheets was wet from the sweat. He couldn't feel any pain now, but the pain he had felt earlier was real. He then sensed something. His room was dark. He ran and turned on the lights. He was not scared of the darkness that much, he was not a kid anymore. But what he saw, made him scared of the dark again. He was tired, but he was also scared of sleeping again. What if he has a nightmare like that again? Not only did he felt that much pain in a dream, feeling like his bones getting crushed, he also saw his mother dying again.

He started to cry.

- What should I do? I don't want to have such a nightmare again! I don't want to!

Finally the morning came, and his alarm rang, made him jump out of his bed. He nearly had a heart attack just from that. He now was hesitating to leave his house. But he also had to do something to get this thing out of his mind. He thought about telling this to his friends, but then he remembered why his friends named him Dreamer, they always joked about the things he said. He had to carry this nightmare with himself, alone.