Everyone made it back to school just fine, but nobody even talked about that great adventure we had just gone on. Was it all a dream? It felt pretty real to me! I couldn't even focus in class. My mind was on our adventure.
"Are you okay?" asked Jason, when were in our biology class again.
"Yeah." I said, "I'm fine."
"We're just normal high school students," he said, "all we have to worry about is... this work."
"You don't even do yours half the time." I replied.
"It's this seat." responded Jason, "It's cursed."
The two of us both let out a light laugh.
"It feels weird being back in class." said Timothy.
"Did you go somewhere?" asked Jason.
"We all did." responded Timothy.
"Wait... that wasn't a dream?" responded Jason.
"Did you forget?" I asked, "Our parents all signed us up for some dumb thing which ended up being some retarded adventure set up."
"They said everything was faked," said Timothy, "but don't you feel like something's off?"
When I thought about it, he was right. Previously, we had gone to a strange town called Dovacath. While we were there, we were told that everything had been faked. But that was a lot of stuff to fake. Was everyone there just that good at special effects or something? Even when we went to our English class, I couldn't stop thinking about it.
"How have you been since then?" asked Tom.
"Since when?" I responded.
"Since we went to Dovacath." said Tom.
"Oh, right." I replied, "I don't know... I've just been feeling something is off."
"You think there was something those guys didn't tell us?" asked Jason.
"It could be that way." I said.
"Surprise!" said Kevin, putting his hand on my shoulder.
"Good morning to you too." I responded.
"Damn." replied Kevin, "I was hoping you'd be scared."
"Sorry to disappoint." I said.
I knew just standing around talking about wouldn't do anything. Maybe we could go back to Dovacath at some point? If we did, we would be able to clear up some answers. Just then, something popped into my head. It was a vision.
"...Now that I think about it," I said, "something about Dovacath feels very... familiar to me."
"You're probably just imagining it." said Tom.
"Oh yeah," I said, "there's something else."
"What is it?" asked Jason.
"Did you guys notice anything weird after coming home from Dovacath?"
"No." the other three guys said at the same time.
"Well, I saw what looked like that 'I like trains' kid outside of my window." I said.
"You were probably just tired." commented Kevin.
"I hope that's the case." I replied.
When I walked home that afternoon, I still couldn't get it out of my head. Did I want to go back? Did I really care to know the whole truth behind everything? Something told me that unless I got some answers, I wouldn't be satisfied. When I got home, I did the usual: some homework and then played some video games before going to bed.
The rest of the school year went by pretty quickly. Before I knew it, I was finished with ninth grade. It took me until about this point to realize how little time I had left until I had to go out into the real world. But... my time wasn't up yet. I didn't need to make my decision right away.