Chapter 22 (Part 1)-
I was gasping when I open my eyes. I jolted up to realize I am no
longer in Andre’s house. No, it seems more like a crazy clown
house, the one you see in killer movies. The room was checkered in
pink and black and there were shelves and shelves of broken dolls
and books. What scared me the most was that some were actually
laughing and talking.
“Andre?” I called out looking around the
room.
Moments later I saw him walking towards me with a serious face,
“Do you believe me now?”
“Where are we?” I asked.
“We’re in your dream. A weird dream you have
here” He stated as he looked around.
“So…this is my dream?” I asked again slowly as
if I didn’t imagine it. I didn’t, how can I? But as I
looked around, I notice that the dolls and the books there did in
fact, belong to me. But after their deaths, I threw them all
out.
“This..Is crazy” I stated finally.
“Believe me I thought I was crazy when I discover this
ability. I kept being suck into people’s dream unconsciously
so my mom gave me this necklace” his hands looped around the
necklace he was wearing.
“It helped me control my powers. I’m a dream crosser, I
can cross through dreams of other people, I can talk to them in
their dreams” he explained. Then it hit me, he was the one
that visited me several times.
“But…why does my dream look so…messed
up?” I put it.
“This is how you imagine it to be in your head. This is all
you’re doing” he explained. I was still freaking out
inside as I took this in, no way. So this is what Shade was talking
about, Andre was different from a human being. And that part of me
didn't want to let this go, a part of me wanted myself to still
believe that there still there. A part of me
created this sick dream house full of painful memories I wanted to
forget.
“You think?”
My head wiped around to see Shade standing at the door looking
between me and Andre.
“Shade?” I gasp, what was he doing
here?