I woke up in the middle of the night, it's been a while since the last time I got nightmares. But this nightmare is different from those nightmares that I'd encounter these past months. I mean, it should be disasters, fate, or even tragedies. But this nightmare is different from what I am expecting.
In my dream, it was someone who's eating those souls. Criminal, or someone who already die, or accident he always eating them one by one.
He stood there, for a second, and looking at me. I think he knows that I can see him.
"Greetings Philip, the one who can dream and see fates" the man in front of me, says that.
"I'm so sorry you are?..." I ask.
