I'm James, but because I frequently have bizarre dreams, people refer to me as Mr. dreams. Sometimes when I dream, I experience an earthquake that is larger than usual and feels as though it has affected every nation on earth. The ground turns red and hot like fire, and then flying creatures called DIRAs emerge from the fire. I gave these creatures that name because they frequently utter it in my dreams.

Sometimes I can't sleep at night because I don't want to dream about it because it feels so real and so terrible. Everyone claims that it's just a nightmare, but it doesn't seem that way; it feels very real, and the fear that is inside of me is unbearable.

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A few years later, James was discovered dead in his room. He had killed himself, but not before writing the word DIRA with a knife on his forehead and shooting himself in the head.

No one was able to provide a response to this issue, leaving the globe in limbo, until one day a man entered a pub in New Orleans.

The man said, "Give me two of your best."

"2 and 3 up," the barman said.

What year is this, he questioned?

The bartender cheerfully replies, "You are in 2022, my friend."

The man said, "2022?"

Yes, the bartender said in the year 2022.

James said, "I don't really know where I am. My name is James."

Although New Orleans is a large city, the bartender reassured his friend, "I'm sure you'll find your way around it."

James disagreed, saying, "No, No, No you don't get it, I can't remember anything, the only thing I remember was shooting myself."

Fearfully asking, "You shot yourself?" was the bartender.

James drew an illustration of "in the head, like this" with his hands.

The bartender remarked, "Look buddy, I don't have time for this, can you get going?"

James quickly stated, "am serious, am honestly serious, I Killed myself on September 1997 check the pepper or something, I don't know how am here."

The bartender yelled angrily, "see man, am not buying this garbage you are attempting to pull off, you may take the money for the drink, but just leave my bar please."

I'll go now, but do you know the Benjamin Family? James politely asked

Who knows the Benjamin Family, please? The bartender yelled

One man at the pub said, "I do, but the rumor around town is that the only surviving son departed for New York after the loss of his sister and love once, he couldn't handle the death any longer so he had to leave."

James was asked by the bartender, "you got all that?"

James responded while wiping away his tears, "yes, I did."

When James left the business, the bartender, unable to simply walk away from the drama, conducted some investigation and found out that James was indeed speaking the truth because he had seen all the photographs of James's online death. He reported the incident to the police since he was so shocked, but no one listened to him because he seemed crazy.

James and the bartender are the two individuals that are currently driving everyone insane. however, another is going to join the chaos.

When James arrived at the old Benjamin family home, he ran across his Grand Great Son. James had to find closure because he appeared much younger than he was and knew that his Grand Great Son wouldn't accept anything he said.

so he had to get closure and information another way.

"Good day, Mr.," James said.

"Hello"

James queries, "Are you a Benjamin?"

"Yes, I am, and if you ask me why I haven't committed suicide like the others, I'll reply that I haven't found the right means to do it.

James questioned swiftly, "What do you mean, everyone committed suicide?"

I don't know what you're doing here, man, but do it and leave because I'm going.

James questioned, "What's your name, Mr.?"

"My parents planned to name me James after their grandfather, but since I can't be remembered with the name, I gave myself the name William."

James remarked, "William is good, how about your parents, what happened to them?"

"Man, I don't know you. Please stop interrogating me and leave."

"Okay, I'll let you be. Have a good trip," she said.

When William's wallet fell from his grasp as James was leaving the Benjamin's' compound and a picture of his grand great dad with his mother was taken out, he realized something.