Chapter 1

The date read May 13th, 1967 on the scribbled calendar, and a long day awaited John. Little did he know that this day was finally going to be his day.

“John, come down here, breakfast is ready!” cried his mother.

He chose to ignore her, he didn’t care about breakfast, not now. He situated himself in his cluttered workspace.

John whispered to himself, “The square root of one-hundred-fifty-three... uhh okay good.” He put together the pre-labeled metal pieces, attached the wires in different places and was messing around with different options.

John’s mother stomped up the stairs, “John, it has been four weeks that you have not been down for breakfast!”. “I demand you to come down this instant, this is not healthy. I will have you see the doctor or a therapist if otherwise.”

“Mom, I’m fine. You need to leave me alone, stop interrupting. I am in the middle of something important, this could be it!”

“What could be it? What are you talking about? By the way, the police department called again. Your brother has been caught with drugs.”. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with that kid.”

“Mom, I don’t care about him, or dad or anyone, just leave me alone!” John was frustrated at this point, he pushed his mother out of his room and locked the door.

He had a secret stash of food hidden in his closet and took a bag of chips. He had not eaten in 24 hours. After his small break was over, he made his way back to his crooked chair, but felt the room was stuffy. He walked along the squeaky floor to open the window, but it was stuck. He felt like he was suffocating, he was almost to the point where he wanted to give up. He knew however that if he didn’t finish he would be stuck in his rotting hole for the rest of his life. He heard a beeping noise come from the table. The machine had turned on, how odd.

“What the... ? It couldn’t... I didn’t.... but... how?” He looked confused; he ran over to the table and attached the end of the wire to his arm. He pressed the button and BOOM, he was gone.

There was a bang at his door, but there was no response. His mother wondered what the loud noise was. She assumed he had dropped something so she walked away.

“Sir! Come, quick they are waiting for you, we need to get moving now, or you might be late, not that it really matters.” said a man in a black suit with dark shades standing by a black Buick.

John was confused, he didn’t know how he got here or who the man calling for him was but he got up and followed the man into the car anyway. “I’m coming,” he said.

They arrived to their destination. “ Follow me, dinner is getting cold and your friends are waiting inside.” The butler lead the way to the dining room. The mansion-sized house included three floors, an in-ground pool in the backyard, a game room, an enormous kitchen stocked with foods of all kind. Unlike the foods he would find at his house, or not find for that matter. He only ever dreamed of a house like this, his friends however were not people that he knew, he was confused.

“Hi there, what’s your name?” asked one boy named Jake.

“Who are you all?”, asked John.

“Well we were all here waiting for someone but we didn't know who it was.” said the boy named Keith.

John said, “I’m sorry, I don’t really know what is going on here, but I kind of want to play some video games, do you guys want to join?”

“Sure, That sounds fun.” said Jake.

So they all went down to the game room, played a little and got to know each other, after hours in the game room they went to the pool, without realizing that night had fallen. But they didn’t care, they were having a good time. John sat in the corner of the pool for a time thinking about his home, and his mother.

He woke up... in his chair, back in his dark and creepy room, and the sun was setting it was almost night. He didn’t know what had happened or why he was home, but he was there. He was confused. The door was open, open to leave and enter dream world.

The next day John decided to try it again, he didn’t know if he should tell his mom or not or anyone for that matter so he kept it to himself. He sat himself on the chair, and attached the wire to his wrist. “Okay, here goes nothing, I’ve got to figure out how this works before I even think about telling someone.”

John had to figure out the mechanics of his machine, how he worked in the dream, and how he woke himself up to reality. He went in everyday and completely locked himself away in his room. He hated reality, so he had nothing left but to dream.

Years had passed and one night, He found himself in the other world without the use of his machine. He realized that he did not need the machine to go into the dream anymore. He just needed to fall asleep with the hopes of entering the other world.

The world he entered had people he had never seen before and after ten years had passed he managed to somehow bring his friend Keith into his world without realizing what he had done.

They woke up in the darkness of John’s dilapidated room.

“What is this place?” asked Keith with a puzzled look on his face.

“I don’t understand what is happening, I don’t understand why you are here.”

“You don’t uanderstand why I’m where? How did we get here, I could have sworn we were in your room with Jake”

“I don’t know how to explain this to you Keith, this is all beyond my understanding and I have to tell you that this place we are in is my room, it’s my real room.”

“You don’t know how you brought me to your room? This isn’t your room John. I don’t get what's going on. What kind of stupid no making sense prank is this? Haha you are a funny guy.”

John was having difficulties explaining to Keith what was going on, he was trying to figure out for himself how Keith had come to the real world. Six years had gone by that he had spent traveling back and forth all to understand his creation. However, every step of the way there he just found more complications and had more questions. John had to accept the fact that this was some sort of magic or unexplained miracle of some sort. It was no longer just a dream, it was another place, another world, another reality.

After many many years of traveling back and forth between the two worlds he was a part of, John decided that it was best if he just buried his machine and concentrated on his reality before he lost the ability to tell the difference between the world he was born in and the world he had created. He had a child now, and this was not the way to live. He had spent many years trying to understand his creation, but never actually got to do so. He didn’t want his child to be stuck in his conflicting situation. He had started a new chapter in his life with a wife and a kid. He left behind the people in his dream world without a goodbye. He died on the year 2021, without having ever told anyone of his creation of the other world. Those doors however, remained open for he had not closed them.

Chapter 2

She walked through the doors of Saint Peter’s High School and went straight to her English class without even thinking about it. Her mind was cluttered with the sight of the boy she kept seeing in her dreams. She had no idea who he was or why she always seemed to dream of him, but no matter what the answer was it didn’t really matter. Veronica, or Ronni as she liked to be called, was an average girl in an average school. There was nothing special about her, at least not that she could ever imagine. She figured dreaming of the boy was just her being a typical teenage girl.

                Ronni wasn’t a popular girl, she didn’t have many friends. Honestly, she didn’t really have any friends. At lunch, she spent her time in the library helping the librarian restock books and keeping the library clean and in order. She would often sit down on one of the chairs in the library and wind up falling asleep; dreaming. She felt so at home and in the right place being in the school’s library. But even there she couldn’t escape the boy’s gaze or the thought of him. No matter how hard she tried, all day, he was all she could think about.

                When the last bell finally rang, she got up and walked to her locker, grabbed her coat, and quickly walked to get on the big, ugly cheese bus waiting to take her home. She got on and sat in a seat alone so she could go back to sleep as she had been doing all day, hoping she would see the boy in her dreams again. Almost missing her bus stop, she got off and walked into her house half expecting her mother to yell at her for something she was “supposed to do”. Her mother was not a very nice woman, she always yelled at Ronni for practically anything she could manage to yell at her for. She sometimes hoped she didn’t have a family because hers sucked so much.

                The night went by quickly; dinner surprisingly went smoothly, no yelling between her parents and her chores and homework didn’t take too long to get done. Ronni’s favorite thing to do was sleep so she could escape the reality of her life. She was in bed by 9:30 and sound asleep and dreaming by 10. The dreams felt so amazingly real that sometimes when she woke up, she could’ve sworn all of that actually happened.

                The next morning she woke up, put on her uniform and waited for the cheese bus as she does every morning. The bus got to school at a reasonable time so Ronni went to the lunchroom to get some breakfast before class started. When she walked into the lunchroom, she kept her head down as to not make awkward eye contact with anyone in the room. Again, the picture of the boy came back from the previous night’s dream. Last night, they almost talked but unfortunately, he disappeared before they had gotten the chance.

                The daily routine seemed to never end, lunchroom for breakfast, then off to class. As she walked through the hallways of St. Peters High School, she tried to avoid contact with everyone. She then heard behind her

                “Ver… Veronica?”

                This scared her. She slowly turned around, completely confused on who it could be. Once she was facing the boy, she realized how familiar he looked. However, she wanted to play it cool so in return she just simply said:

                “Yes? How can I help you?”

                The boy started jumping up and down. All Veronica could think was what the hell type of drugs is this kid on. He started saying:

                “It’s you!! It’s you!!” I’ve been looking all over for you! Where have you been!?”

                Only then did she realize that the boy standing in front of her was the boy she kept seeing in her dreams. She stepped back and said to him:

                “Oh my god! Are you….. George?”

                At first George looked confused as to how she knew his name. He simply said it was him and then started ranting about how he couldn’t believe he’d actually found her. The two agreed to grab some lunch later that day to catch up. Ronni didn’t know what came over her, but she quickly grabbed George’s hand to hold. Although they had technically just met, it all seemed so natural.

Chapter 3

There was always something unique about George. He would walk into advisory every morning and fall asleep with ease. Not much was known about him besides that he liked to travel, since that was all he talked about. George was portrayed as a dork and weirdo in school because he always kept to himself and rarely talked to anyone. During his morning naps in advisory, people would watch him as he slept. George would always twitch and murmur words in his sleep, which made people scared to talk to him. Sometimes he would even sleep walk for a couple seconds and do arm motions, just as if he is doing something in his dreams. When he would awake the students would make fun of him, everyone laughing at him.

The laughing and name calling caused George to become more secluded by the day. He would walk home alone, go into his room, and never come out. Even his mother would have to bring him his dinner since he was so ashamed of his sleeping problem. She would stand outside of his door calling him to come out for hours, but not a sound was made. “George!! George!! Come out before your dinner gets cold!” she would say. He was locked in there every night with no intentions of coming out, besides for school. The early morning rides to school would be silent between George and his mother. George could never open up to his mom because sadly, she treated him just like all the others.

Every night, the sound of her crying voice could be heard within the walls. George's mom, Mrs. Baker, would cry to her husband about why her son is such a freak. “Why can't George be like all the other normal kids… He's weird and an embarrassment to our family” is what George heard through the wall on a daily basis. She looked down upon her own son as if he was some disgusting embarrassing creature. Never would she comfort George when he needed her the most. She would only question his actions and begged that he acted normal for once so that her friends would stop disrespecting her. Mr. Baker on the other hand, tried his best to understand his son's problem but since Mrs. Baker was so hard on him, George kept to himself.

George lived a hard life that no child should experience. He had nowhere to escape from the world he lived, except during his sleep. George would be ridiculed and laughed at for a reason; he had a special gift that not everyone could understand. Whenever he would fall asleep, George was about to do what normal people could not. George was able to control his dreams and enter a special world where only few knew about. Those who have this special gift call this world, the Dream World.

The Dream World is a place where people can live their life just as if it is reality. Everything seems so real and feels real, but it is all a dream. The Dream World is full of children who live horrible lives and do not fit in with society. This is their safe haven from the nasty world they live in. In this world, everyone loves each other and has the ability to act any way as they please without getting ridiculed. Relationships and feelings can be formed just as if it is reality. Although when they awake, they leave the world and their regular life resumes. And when they fall asleep again, their life in the Dream World resumes.

During the day George would stay away from society and hope that one day they would just leave him alone. This is why George would always fall asleep in class and twitch during his sleep. Once he slept, he entered the Dream World where he had a very popular reputation. He was the hippest and coolest kid in town. People praised him instead of looking down on him, girls drooled over him instead of giving him nasty looks, and most importantly, people looked at him as if he was just like everyone else and not like the freak he was portray as in reality.

In the Dream World, George had his eye on this one specific girl. She was quiet average girl, but something about her attracted him to her. He could feel the connection that was developed and wanted to talk to her. George would follow her around the world, find out what she liked to do, and observed her everyday life. Since George was not really experienced in talking to girls, he thought that he would have to stay back and observe her for awhile. Every time he followed her, he would always lose her in the crowd of people and when the crowd dispersed, she was gone. It happened very frequently and that pissed George off. He could never see her for more than 5 minutes or else she would disappear somewhere, he never could understand why this happened.

Every night, George would search for the mystery girl and run into the same problem he encountered every night. This made George more emotional since his real life was horrible and now his life in the Dream World was slowly becoming dysfunctional. He tried and tried, and all his attempts seemed to fail each and every time. His observations lead him nowhere and his friends could not help him in anyway. She was special to George, maybe too special for him.

Day after day he never gave up searching for the mystery girl. All he could find out was her name, since she accidently dropped a piece of paper on the floor while he was following her. He read, “Veronica” and became extremely excited. He finally knew something personal about her! This gave George more hope, the only thing that would make his life complete is if he can actually talk to her. “Veronica, I will do anything and everything to be with you!” as George said. He had never felt this before and it was driving him insane.

Every night as he left his sleep and entered the Dream World, he ignored all his friends and went searching for Veronica. “Where are you” was all he said to himself during his time in the Dream World. Slowly, the sightings of Veronica were decreasing and it was depressing George. “What is wrong with me? Why can't I find her anymore? Why can't she just be mine already?” George was slowly becoming depressed and wanted to avoid entering the Dream World in order to save his sanity. The nights were long and torturing for George, he was falling in and out of his sleep just thinking about Veronica. He had to fall asleep though because the next day he was going to take his finals and he was already on the verge of failing.

Walking through the halls of St. Peters High School, George felt weird. “Something feels different about today, I don't know if it is a good or bad feeling just yet” said George. Looking down the hall he caught a glimpse of a pretty girl that he had never seen before. Curious, George walked towards the direction of the girl saying to himself, “Wow, how could I not notice such a pretty girl when I went here for 4 years…” Approaching the girl, her image became clearer and George stopped his steps and dropped all his books. “Is, Is, Is that who I think it is?” speaking to himself. He inched closer, very cautiously, as if he were going to get arrested if he got caught being seen by her.

George whispered while her back was turned to him, “Ver…Veronica?” Slowly she turned around and answered, “Yes? How can I help you?” Blinking his eyes in a flustering motion, he became extremely happy and started jumping up and down. “It's you!! It's you!! I've been looking all over for you! Where have you been!?” said George. Veronica, taking a step back and realizing who George actually was she said, “Oh my god! Are you… George?” Looking confused, George responded with an unsure answer, “Yes? Yes I am.” “Wow.. I can't believe it is you! I've seen you before, not in real life, but in my dreams… In my dreams I would always see you, but then run away because I was afraid to talk to you. It's weird how you always appeared in my dreams though, I don't get it, but I kind of like it.”

George ignored everything that happened in the Dream World since Veronica was unsure about the events that happened in the world so he decided to just forget it all and start fresh in reality. “Let's grab some lunch Veronica, I feel like we got a lot to catch up on!” said George. Agreeing to this date, Veronica grabbed George's hand to hold it. These feelings and actions were unclear to both of them, it almost seemed natural to the soon to be couple, they decided to just go with the flow…

Chapter 4

It was a stormy Tuesday morning, one of those perfect days to relax on your couch and watch a movie. Unfortunately Liam could not do that. He was stuck in school listening to his teacher talk about books that meant nothing to him. As the teacher proceeded to talk about Gatsby and his love for Daisy, Liam found strength to lift his head from the hard wooden desk and say  “Why do we need to read these dumb stories? They are made up stories by people like you and me, so why do we read them?”

Mr. Dormino laughed and with a mocking smile said “ I think this might be the reason why you are failing this class Mr. Mezza”.

Liam thought this comment to be funny and had many things to say about it, but rather he put his head back down and quickly changed his thoughts to something else. Liam was not happy with his life although he didn’t know why. Everything in his life was pretty much perfect, and that’s how things should be after the Revolutionary World War eighty-three years ago. But the only thing that he looked forward to was falling asleep. Whenever he would fall asleep he would dream that he was in a world filled with violence and evil, but somehow he really liked that. It was such a rush to him to somewhat experience the thrill of doing something bad, or see something horrible happening in front of him mainly because he had never seen that before in his world. However his dreams were not normal, it was weird because he felt like he could control himself in his dreams.

“Where is it?” a guy yelled at him.

Liam not knowing what was going on desperately tried to get away from the strong hold the man had on him. The man asked again “Where is it?”.

This time, right before Liam was about to start yelling for help, he realized that this was not real, he was just dreaming. Upon realizing this Liam quickly was able to control his emotions and contain his fear just enough to think of a way out of the situation. He remembered how he would get away from his brother’s chokeholds when he was little, and so decided to try that with the guy who obviously did not want to listen to him. As the man continued to hold him down by the neck, Liam quickly used his free hands to unbuckle his belt and take off his pants. Of course the man holding him was completely weirded out and let go of him. The second that happened Liam with a little smirk ran out of the alleyway into the street butt naked.

Luckily the street that he was walking down was not crowded at all. The only person that saw him naked was a young boy, about his age, who tried hard not to look, but looked as if he was having difficulty doing so. Liam saw this and although he was naked, he had no shame to stare straight at the kid. It didn’t even matter at all, it’s not like it was real what was happening to him, it was just a dream. As he passed the boy he saw a clothing store around the corner. And although he had no shame walking around naked, he much rather preferred wearing clothes. And so he walked in the store, nose to the ceiling, and proudly asked the cashier “I ordered some clothes here, can you check if they came in?”

The cashier completely astonished said “Sir you are mistaken, we don’t order clothes like that, all we have is what’s in the store.”

Liam quickly responded “I am not mistaken! Check the back, a bag of clothes will be there and they are mine. I have already paid for them and I spoke personally to the manager this morning. So can you go do your job and go check?”

The cashier quickly did what he was told after apologizing. As he did so, Liam grabbed himself a pair of pants and ran out of the store.

              He had never ran that fast before. He felt a wave of adrenaline running through his body that he had never felt before. It was amazing and although he would never do that in real life, he definitely loved the feeling of doing something bad like that. It made him feel alive, something he never felt in the real world. And as he was thinking of how boring his real life is, with a feeling as if he was falling he woke up in Mr. Dormino’s class. As he lifted his head to look at what was going on, the bell ring and it was time for lunch.

             At lunch he sat down next to his best friend Benny. Benny was one of the only people who actually was fun according to Liam. They had been friends since first grade and this was mainly because Benny could make Liam laugh like no one else, and Liam was always there for Benny. However, Benny realized that there was something off about Liam that day when he made a joke about Kait McFarlin’s huge rack (she actually was carrying a rack out of the lunchroom into a teacher’s room). Upon realizing this, he asked Liam what was wrong, and Liam finally decided to tell someone about his vivid dreams. As Liam proceed to explain to Benny what was going on, Principle Cunningham walked in the lunchroom and yelled “Kids settle down!”.  

And as he gestured to his right he said “This is Thomas, he is a new student here and it’s his first day. Please be nice and make him feel welcomed.”

And as Liam turned around, to his astonishment, he realized that this kid, Thomas, was the kid in his dream that saw him naked.

As Liam’s jaw dropped to the floor, Benny was having doubts about believing what his friend had just told him. And as he started to question Liam, he realized that he was completely out of it. And halfway through his interrogation, Liam said “It’s him!”

Benny not knowing what he was talking about said “What are you saying? Are you messing with me?”

Liam intensively starred at Benny and said “I am absolutely sure I had never seen that kid before in my life, and yet he was the kid in my dream that saw me naked like I told you. I know you don’t believe me but I promise you I am not making this up. I need to talk to him!”

Benny obviously  thought it was a coincidence, or that his best friend was going crazy, but yet he went along with it just to see how exactly Liam was going to embarrass himself.

             As the two were talking, a loud “boom!” came from the front of the lunchroom, with screams following it. Both of the boys looked up and saw Thomas standing up, fist clenched, and a boy on the floor with a bloody nose. The whole lunchroom was silent, this was something that know one had seen ever before. Even the security guards were astonished when they came to the lunchroom to take Thomas to room 139. As everyone looked at the situation with fear, Liam looked at the situation as it being an opportunity for him to converse to Thomas. And so he gets up from his seat, stands up on the lunchroom table and throws the apple he was eating straight at the security guard. He knew it was enough to get him into room 139, hopefully it wasn’t enough to get him executed.

Chapter 5

“Attention students this is a new student his name is Thomas. Please make him feel welcomed”. I saw the uninterested looks on the faces of all the students in the lunchroom. I don’t remember how I got here or what school this was but there was one student that I could’ve sworn I seen before. Now I remember he was naked walking in the streets. But not here this place seems to peaceful I must’ve seen him somewhere else. Everything suddenly started slipping away. Now out of nowhere it’s the middle of night and I find myself tied to a wooden chair in a warehouse. I am struggling to keep conscience but don’t remember how I got here. Suddenly a fist hits me across the face with such force that my mouths starts bleeding. Everything came back to me now. I was being held by a gang member named Tuco domingo. He was a crazy nut job and all he liked was using women, abusing drugs, and attacking those who he didn’t like for whatever reason. That’s why I am here after seeing the naked boy I tried to follow him from a distance to see what he was up too and Tuco and his men caught me in an abandoned alley way. I should’ve known better than to walk around alone in the city. It might seem dumb but that’s how the world is. There is no more good in the world. Most of it is scum. People of this generation have never even seen a world not ruled by evil. I know it still exists though. “Whack!” another fist hit me on the face. It stung so much that I couldn’t even open my eyes for a moment. As I opened them I see Tuco in my face breathing heavily.

“ You gonna walk around my city again boy?”

“No” I answered. Knowing that if i gave any other answer the beating would just get worse.

“Good.” He laughed and bagged my head.

        “DING DING DING!” I woke up in the middle of a classroom. It was a bright, sunny, and beautiful day in spring. I walked into the hallway and got hugged by a blonde girl. I didn’t know who she was but she smelled nice and felt warm. So I hugged her back. It felt nice to be hugging someone for the first time in awhile. She was like an angel but I still haven’t caught a glimpse of her face. However I could tell she was beautiful. Somehow i just knew. She slowly started to pull away from the and right before I saw her face everything turned black. Short after i came crashing down onto a cold hard pavement. As I stopped rolling I removed a bag from my face and saw a car driving away. It was Tuco’s car. I know because it was the same car that took me the first time. I got up and suddenly a sharp pain hits me. My ankle might be broken or sprained.I ignored it for now and started limping towards a bar nearby. I had no idea where I was so i had no idea of how to get home. I got to the bar and ordered so liquor. Hoping it would drown the pain coming from my ankle and my face. I looked in a mirror that was just standing there and my face was bruised and pumbulled. But this was normal around here. So no one really cared that I looked like I just got jumped. I tried to keep to myself but then a blonde woman sat next to me. I tried to mind my own business still so I didn’t look at her until she asked what had happened to my face.

“Huh?”

“Your face. It looks awful.”

“That’s not very nice.” We both started to laugh and I look up at her and notice that she is extremely beautiful. I have never seen her before. I have never seen someone so beautiful. She elegant blonde hair and eyes as blue and as beautiful as the oceans.

“You want a drink?”

“Sure” she smiled. We had a couple of drinks as we talked. We laughed a lot and that was probably because we were really drunk. That’s the only reason anyone laughs in this world anymore. But I didn’t care being here with beautiful woman suddenly made the world seem like it wasn’t such a bad place. It was around three in the morning and we decided to go for a walk. Even though i just wanted to walk around to spend more time with her we both knew it wasn’t safe. So we just headed towards her house. We got to her house and we started talking again.

“This was fun” I said.

“Yeah we should do it again sometime soon.” She smiled at me and gave me a kiss on my cheek. I started heading towards my house because she told me what direction to head in. I arrive at my house finally. It has one bedroom and one pull out couch. My brother Jones was already home and he asked me if I wanted to go on the roof and get high. Drugs and alcohol being an escape from this dark gloomy world. We started talking about life when we were younger. We talk about our parents who are both gone now. We always get upset when we think about them.  After a while of talking we both just go to sleep.

“Tom!” I wake up in a school cafeteria filled with students.

“Where am I?”

“You’re in the lunchroom dummy. You dozed off.” I didn’t even know who this kid talking to me was but something in my mind kept telling me that I knew him. I had this strong feeling that we we’re good friends. I also had a feeling that his name was Mark. So I tried to see if his name really was Mark.

“Mark?”

“Yeah?” he answered. His name really was Mark. How could I have known that.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” he answered.

“Where are we?”

“ In the lunchroom? Are you okay man?”

“Yeah I’m fine.”

I couldn’t tell him that  i was completely lost and confused. He already seemed like he was confused.

“There’s Lizzy” Mark pointed out. I turned around and she had her back to us and was talking to some other girl but it was the same blonde angel who hugged me the other time in my dreams. i never seen her before but just like Mark i knew who she was. She turned around and I noticed that she was the same girl from the bar last night. I started getting even more lost than I was before. She came over and sat on my lap. I was confused and she noticed it. So she got me by the hand and took me for a walk. Lost as i was i needed to get to the bottom of this.

“Did you have fun last night?” I asked her.

“You shouldn’t talk about the real world when you are here.”

“The real world?”

“Yeah you will ruin this world and wake up if you do.”

I started to sweat and my mind was running around in circles. There was no way i was just dreaming all this. It was too clear, it was too vivid, it was too real. Suddenly I look up and the whole school was empty except for the two of us.

“Go to my house in the real world we will talk more about this there.” She told me right before the entire school collapsed. I wake up in my bed sweating. Could it be possible that I can live two lives. One as a dream and one here. I was asking myself that but I already knew the answer. It was possible and i was already doing it now.  

Chapter 6

Searching and searching “why can’t I find them?” that was all that I could think to myself. After searching for days, I decided to sit down and start from the beginning, where had I gone wrong? They had to be around here somewhere, but where? I lit up a cigarette and sat down on the cheap bed of a cheap motel. Then out of nowhere everything made sense. Everything clicked, I knew where I could find them. I suddenly knew how to stop the  genius from attacking the chosen ones.  I closed my eyes and I was back into the real world. “He’s in school!” I thought to myself. I ran to Saint Peter’s High School, ran through security and into room 139.There he was sleeping. I shook him hard and he started waking up. “Wake up man, come on”. He finally opened his eyes, staring at me frantically. “Who are you?” he said with a puzzled expression. “We have no time, I’ll explain on our way, let’s go!” I grabbed his hand, and closed my eyes. We were back in the dream world. “Okay stop!” he looked at me and shook his hand off of mine. “How did you do that?” “I am a dream-chaser” I said “For generations, the CIA has been trying to capture an madman by the name Oleg Stanovich. He has been a part of the top five most wanted list for the  most dangerous men for the past ten years. You and your friend are his next victims, com with me, and together we can stop him. We need to go to your friend, he’s in danger. Can you take me to him?” He looked at me with a blank expression; I then realized that he had woken up and was back in the real world. “Shit!” I closed my eyes, and went back to the real world. He was gone. “Dammit!” I closed my eyes and went back into the dream world. I knew that if I could find Liam, that Thomas would be right next to him. I sat on the bench at the park, and lit up another cig “(sigh)…where could they be?” My search was back to base one. Five minutes of smoking and a coffee later an idea came to mind. “I have to find them”. Thinking about how I could find them, I remembered that I had equipment that the CIA had given me, but I had never used them. Never would I use them, but this was a moment of desperation. I dug deep into my pocket and took out some shades. I threw on the glasses because they could identify anyone that had the same ability as me, to chase dreams. They were at a coffee shop across the map. I jumped in front of a taxi to stop it. I opened the door, jumped in and said “take me to 1699 Spruce St. If you get there in ten minutes i’ll tip you  100 dollars.” Once he heard that he stepped on the gas. Eleven minutes later, I looked at him “You’re a minute late.” I felt bad so I gave him 75 instead. “Wait here I told him.” I ran into the shop and looked around. “Shit, they are gone!” I put the glasses back on and they were still on the radar. A sigh of relief left my mouth. Shifting through the map, I saw that they were heading to the basement of the shop. I threw open the back door, and went down the alley way. I flicked open the door that lead to the basement, running down. I realized that I couldn’t see anything. I took out the flashlight that was on my keys. There they were, one with a hammer and the other with a bat.  “Wait, wait you don’t want to do that” They both looked at me with anger. “What do you want from us?” they screamed.  I then explained to them that I was here to help them. They didn’t want to believe it, but once I showed them that I could travel through dreams just like them, they began to trust me. I started telling them about Oleg, and how he wanted to chase them down in order to rule both the real world and the dream world. He was going to take their powers away in the most painful way and use them for evil. “We need to stop him, but how?” they had given up hope. I looked at them and said “With my help Oleg will be defeated. I told them to follow me into a top secret location where they could not be located by the radar… My house.  I took them there, where we went to my top secret basement. After Codes and eye test we entered. The question wasn’t how to defeat him, it was how to find him. Hours and hours of searching  using top secret items, and we were at a lost. Where could he be? I located a dot on the grid “Ahh there he is!” but then another dot appeared; and another one and another one. What was going on? Was it the system that was failing? No it couldn’t have been I kept thinking to myself. I turned off the computers and re-wired the whole system. When I turned it back on there he was, but I was confused. There was more than one dot reappearing on the screen. Liam looked at me puzzled and asked the question of the century. “Why are there so many dots on the grid?” I gave him a blank stare. “If I knew I wouldn’t be here trying to figure out if the computer was failing now would I?” Thomas looked at me and said  “ What if the computers right? What if Oleg appears to be in all these locations because in reality he is in all of them? I mean it’s the dream world so couldn’t he make twins and multiples of him self because he knows you got to us first and he is trying to make I extremely difficult to find us?” What he was telling me made sense, so the question now was who was the real Oleg? Liam looked at the screen and suggested a great idea “What if we all make duplicates of ourselves and try to track down the real one through here?”  I looked at him “No, that’s too dangerous he would find where the two of you are and ten you would be in real danger. The only safe alternative to the great plan is to leave both of you in here, where you can’t be found. I will make doubles of myself to track him.”  “So you expect us to just sit here and do nothing about it? Are you out of your mind?!” I saw the hunger in Liam’s eyes. “That’s where you are wrong.” I said. You guys are the brains of the operation.  We are going to use some CIA gadgets to keep in touch.”  They both looked at me and yelled “ Are you stupid? We don’t know how to work all of this stuff?” I laughed “HAHAHAH, it is actually really easy I said. I am going to teach you how to do all of this.” I lit up a cig and Thomas asked for one. “ Do you have another one I can bum?”

    “Here” I handed him the pack . As we smoked I started to explain all of the gadgets.       

    “This is a computer that can track all of Oleg’s Duplicates. You will have a cell phone, that I will leave here. Each one of you is going to have a separate computer, both indicating. One will be tracking Oleg, and the other will be tracking me. The computer is wired with a headset that you can use to communicate with me. Liam you are going to tell the locations of Oleg, and Thomas you will tell me how fast I am approaching them. Once I have placed a duplicate of myself, that tracks all of tem them down I will return here and we will watch the magic occur.  When fighting the clones will disappear one by one, because they are only figment of our imagination. We will know where the real Oleg is at one there is one point left, you guys will let me know, that’s when I will teleport to where he is and we will end this once and for all.” They looked at me with a smirk, they had to be thinking “this guy is a genius” “Okay fellas stop staring, and lets get to work. They put on the headset and the chase began. One by one we started tracking and destroying the duplicates. The computer shut off and they couldn’t communicate with me anymore. The only thing I was able to hear was “There’s two more…” and the voice faded.

    “Shit” I traveled back to my house and there he was. The boys were tied up with there mouths duct taped. The chair turned around, and there he was. It was Oleg. He clapped and laughed “you are a clever pussy cat, but I’m a wise panther.” I looked at him and said “That’s where you are wrong, I’m no pussy cat, I’m a fierce lion rawwwwwr!” I drawled my gun as fast as I could and bang, I shot his leg. “Run pussy cat run.” I laughed He was done for I grabbed his shoulder and closed my eyes. “Its time to go back to the real world.” He stabbed me  in the side but it was too late my eyes were already closed and we were traveling back. Once we got back, I was shocked. It was it was….

The End.