Life and Death, and friends between..
To stop the true terror from rising�
Friendship may be eternity�s only savior..
A girl dreams, she is an everyday girl, she lives in a city on a western coastline. She has never quite grown used to life in cities, but she attempts to accommodate those around her. The name of the city is Prince Rupert, found in the Canadian province British Columbia. Her eyes are blue, and her hair is light brown, it falls amongst her shouders and has a �puffy� look to it. She is fourteen years old, tonight she is having a nightmare, and it makes no sense!
She is in a large dance hall, that has been prepared for a large party. There are large amounts of balloons and flashing colored lights, but no music is playing. A storm cloud is above, but the colored lights of the room flood through it. People are dancing throughout the room, to some sort of techno music, yet none is playing. The cloud begins sprinkling, and as it does so each person slowly evaporates, disappearing into nothing one-by-one.
The girl looks up at the cloud, and quickly decides to avoid it, stepping to the far edge of the dance hall. Then when all of the people have evaporated, the cloud dissapates, and at the back end of the hall, the same silhouette that appeared in Alicia�s dream, appears in this girl�s dream.
The girl says, �Are you responsible for this?�
The silhouette speaks, �No, but, listen to my words,�
The girl responds, �Yes?�
The silhouette states, �You must awaken the dream, Cecilia, child of child�s,�
Cecilia stares at her and says, �I don�t understand, what are you talking about?�
The silhouette turns bright blue for a moment and a bright blue beam connects between Cecilia and the silhouette. Cecilia�s eyes are filled with blue light, yet she feels no pain from the beam.
The silhouette speaks again, �Awaken my daughter, renew the dream,�
Cecilia then brings up her hand to shield her eyes and shouts, �Stop! There�s no reason for this! I don�t understand��
Then she woke up with her mom holding a wet rag to her head, �Cecilia, are you sick? You never wake up late�do you want to stay home? You feel kind of warm..�
Cecilia shook her head, �Yes�I..Im feeling kind of sick, mom,�
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