The moon was shining brightly into the Starr's bedroom. Ringo was tossing and turning in his sleep. Suddenly he screamed out into the night. Barbara woke up concerned for her husband.


"Richie, RICHIE! Please wake up!"

She shuck him and he woke up with a start. He was covered in sweat and he had tears rolling down his face. He looked at the fear in Barbara's eyes and he fell into her arms sobbing.

"I've just had a dream. The Grim Reaper came and said that I was next and he said that he was coming for me!! He said that I was next!! I don't want to die!"

"Shh, it's OK! It was only a dream nothing will happen to you I promise Richie"

They stayed like this for several minutes until Barbara was sure that he had fallen asleep again.

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Ringo was sat near his pool. It had been a long night and he remembered all of it. He was thinking about the dream that he had. He knew that he told Barbara but he also know that it was far from the truth. What he had really seen was John and George but they were so young. Younger than he could ever remember. They had told him that he was the only one left and that he would be next. That was the thing that he couldn?t figure out. What did they mean that he was the only one left? Paul was still alive he knew that for sure. They had spoken a few weeks back, so he knew that he couldn't be dead. He was still sat there pondering when Barbara came looking for him.

"Honey, Paul's here to see you"

Ringo smiled. He knew that Paul wasn't dead. He got up to greet Paul.

"Hi old man how are things?" Paul said with a glint in his eye.

"Not bad, not bad. So what brings you to this neck of the woods?"

Paul sat down besides his old band mate.

"I've come to see if you'll be my best man."

Ringo looked at him with surprise.

"You're getting married again?"

"Yeh!" replied Paul grinning from ear to ear!!

Ringo hugged his band mate "That's fantastic! Of course I'll be your best man, in fact I would be honoured!"

Suddenly Ringo shivered. It felt like someone had just walked over his grave. "Did you feel that?" he asked his old band mate.

"What?"

"Oh nothing just my imagination. Come on lets go inside and have a drink to celebrate. Oh not that kind of drink" he said as he saw the look that Paul was giving him "I was thinking along the lines of orange"

The two men walk towards the house. As they were doing so Ringo turned his head to the direction of the pool. He could have sworn that he had heard John and George laughing in the background.
Chapter Four - Playing With Dreams
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