Misha
With my eyes firmly shut, I feel the warm sensation of tears rolling down my face.
It's not real.
Nope. It's not real.
It's not fucking real!!
Jay's body lies lifeless on the floor. I wait for him to make any sound, but I hear nothing. Not even my own breathing. When will this nightmare end? How much of this torture do I need to endure for their stupid test?
"What makes you so sure that this is a nightmare?" A man's voice cuts through the silence.
Hah, I know this voice. I know it all too well.
"You're dead. That's proof enough that this is a nightmare. Only in my dreams do you still haunt me." I say with shallow breath.
