Dreams
Sunday, November 15, 2009 7:42:29 PM
Out of nothing, an image pops in his mind. He's walking in the bathroom, it is well lit. He turns right, facing the mirror. There's something wrong. His skin is grey, his hair is wild and his mouth dry. But that isn't the worst. As he looks himself in the eyes, he sees what was blue in his right eye is now almost white, his iris has almost faded and his eye is blooded. His left eye is almost normal, but the border of his iris starts to fade there too. Before he can scream or feel fear, darkness takes over again...
A door. He opens it and walks through. He is in an office with a lot of computers and a lot of people. It is the pentagon, he just knows it. He starts walking again, first ahead and then he turns right, walking in another room. Obama sits by the window. Nobody sees the dreamer. He walks up to Obama and walks right through him, bumping into the wall behind Obama.
Darkness again...














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