30 DAYS OF NIGHTMARES

THE FIRE DREAM

After Tom’s death, even breathing in the hotel felt hard.

Every corner was silent. Every face was pale.

2 deaths. 2 dreams. 2 days.

Now no one was calling it an "accident".

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_DAY 4. 3:33 AM. JAKE'S ROOM_

Jake Miller. Spot boy. 26 years old. Married 8 months.

He woke up screaming.

Sweat. Out of breath.

_He saw it..._

_Set lights on. Night. His wife Sarah standing in front of him. She came to bring dinner on set._

_Suddenly a short circuit. Fire. The whole set burning._

_Sarah was trapped in the middle. Screaming. "Jake help me!"_

_And he was just watching. Couldn't move._

Jake covered his face with both hands.

"This isn't real. This isn't real."

But his hands were shaking.

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_DAY 4. 8:00 AM. DINING HALL_

No one was eating breakfast.

Only coffee. Only cigarettes.

Producer Peter Dan sat in the corner. Hadn't showered in 2 days. Eyes sunken.

Director Spell Man walked in. Face hard.

"People, today's scene. Night shoot. The warehouse catches fire. We'll do it with CGI."

No one spoke.

Jake slowly stood up. Voice shaking.

"Sir... I... I had a dream."

Everyone looked at him.

"I saw it... fire. And my wife... she burned."

Silence.

Edward Carter laughed. "Oh come on. New drama every day. Yesterday bear, day before water, today fire."

"This is real." Jake shouted. "I saw her burning!"

Peter raised his hand. "Enough."

He looked at Jake. Eyes full of exhaustion.

"Jake, we've invested 4 billion. The road is blocked. We can't go back. Stopping the shoot means everything is over."

"So what, we die?" Jake asked.

"No one will die." Peter lied. "Just don't come to set. That's it."

Jake sat down. Tears in his eyes.

Bella Kinkle looked at him. Then at Harry.

Harry gave a small nod. _I got this._

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_DAY 4. 9:00 PM. NIGHT SCENE. SET_

Old warehouse. Wooden. Lights inside. Rain outside.

Scene: Edward takes Bella into the warehouse. Then a short circuit happens. Fire starts.

"This is just acting." Spell Man said. "Don't panic."

The crew was scared. But the cameras were rolling.

Harry behind the camera. Eyes everywhere.

Jake sat in the van. Didn't come out.

"Action!"

Edward grabbed Bella's hand. "Come inside."

They went in.

Lights. Smoke machine. Everything normal.

5 minutes later...

_CRACKKKK_

A light exploded. A spark hit the curtain directly.

The curtain caught fire.

"Cut! Cut!" Spell Man yelled. But it was too late.

The fire spread in 2 seconds. The wood was old. Dry.

"RUN!"

Chaos.

Bella was in the middle. Smoke. Fire. No way out.

"BELLA!" Harry dropped the camera.

He ran into the fire.

Heat. Couldn't breathe.

"Bella where are you?"

"By the window!" Bella's voice came.

Harry saw her. Bella was on the ground. Smoke in her lungs.

Harry ran. He picked Bella up.

Right then a wooden beam fell from above.

Harry turned his back.

_BAM_

Hot. Burned.

But he didn't stop. He ran out with Bella. Broke the window and got out.

Everyone was standing outside watching.

He laid Bella on the ground. She was coughing. But alive.

"Water!" Harry yelled.

Someone gave water. Bella washed her face.

Then she saw Harry's hand.

His palm was red. Blisters forming.

"Your hand!" Bella cried.

"I'm okay." Harry tried to smile.

Right then Edward came. Face red with anger.

"Camera boy! Who told you to go in there?"

Harry didn't answer. He was only looking at Bella.

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_DAY 4. 11:30 PM. HARRY'S ROOM_

Bella came in with a first aid kit.

"I can do it myself." Harry said.

"Shut up." Bella said. "Sit."

She knelt in front of him.

Slowly she put cream on Harry's hand. Bandaged it.

Her hands were soft. Cold.

"Does it hurt?" Bella asked softly.

"A little." Harry said. "But you're safe. That's what matters."

Bella looked up. Tears in her eyes.

"You're crazy. Why did you go into the fire?"

"Because you were in there."

Silence.

Bella took his injured hand in both of hers. Gently kissed it.

"Thank you Harry. My hero."

Harry's heart was pounding.

Outside the door, a shadow moved.

Edward. Standing in the dark. Watching everything.

His jaw clenched. Eyes red.

_Camera boy? Now he's the hero?_

_MY Bella._

He made a fist. Nails dug into his palm.

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_DAY 5. 6:00 AM_

Jake was missing.

The van was empty. His bag was there.

In the jungle they found his boot. Burned.

And 20 meters ahead... his body.

Half burned. Face unrecognizable.

Looks like he tried to put out the fire. Alone.

And then got caught in it himself.

Exactly like his dream.

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_DAY 5. 10:00 AM. LOBBY_

Three deaths.

Peter was banging his head against the wall. "My movie... my movie..."

Spell Man yelled. "That's it! No more! We're going back!"

"How?" Someone said. "The road is blocked."

Then silence.

Old janitor Gus said. "Three down. Twenty seven to go."

Edward looked at Harry. Who was sitting with Bella. Bella blowing on his injured hand.

Fire burned inside Edward. Hotter than that warehouse fire.

He was burning inside.

_Last night she kissed his hand._

_He became the hero._

_MY Bella._

He made a fist.

"Whose dream is next?" Someone asked.

No one answered.

Harry wrote in his diary:

_Day 3: Fire - Jake_

_Pattern confirmed. Dream = Death_

_And me... I'm getting closer to Bella._

He closed the pen.

Outside the rain was heavy.

The fire was out.

But another fire had started.

In Edward's heart.