PROLOGUE
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Why am I feeling warm?
no, it's actually hot in here.
My eyelids were heavy that I'm lazy to open my eyes. I stayed up late tho.
Arghh! Why is it so hot? My room is completely air conditioned. Is there something wrong? Is there something off with the electricity?
What is that? I sniffed to know what I actually smelled. It's like something is burning.
I immediately get up out of my bed and...
Oh my... God.
My room is on fire!
Oh no- it wasn't my room.
Where am I? why is it I feel like I'm in an old house. This room actually looks like my room but it's not. The walls were all made of woods, it's really an old house.
I coughed when I sniffed the smoke. The fire is getting bigger! Did somebody even notice it?
"HELP!" I shouted at the top of my lungs but end up coughing.
The bathroom!
I need to go there, it'll help.
But goddamn it! The bathroom door is on fire. I can't get in.
I'm sweating because of the heat that I feel. I tried to find a way to get out of here. I felt someone staring at me, I suddenly looked at the window.
It's a man!
He walked away when our eyes met. Oh damn!
You saw me! I know you saw me! You should help me!
The window was on fire too. I can't shout to seek for help.
"HELP ME PLEASE! I'M TRAPPED IN THIS ROOM. ANYONE! PLEASE HELP ME!" I shouted. It's still possible that someone will hear me.
Please god help me...
I can't breathe normally. I can't find a way out. Coughing is all I can do.
My head turned when I noticed someone. She's standing at the bathroom. I didn't notice her a while ago, how come that there's a girl in my bathroom? She's crying!
She's obviously begging for help. She's hardly coughing. I can't see her face because she's looking down. But when she looked up...
My eyes widened.
The girl...
The girl at the bathroom... looks like me!
But she looks weird. I can see veins in her face and arms. it's odd, what happened to her?
Who is she?
I took a step backward...
Why is this happening to me?
How?
I looked up at the ceiling when I heard something cracked. Oh my god, the ceiling would give up in a moment. I can even countdown for it. I'm scared...
"AAAAAHHH!"
I woke up in my room with sweat all over my body.
it's just a dream...
I supposed to know that it was a dream but my emotions got me.
and what's with my dream?
it's odd.
I've never dreamt about it before.
Is it someone's past? but that someone looks like me.
Its impossible to think that it was my past. I have the ability to see someone's past but I don't have the ability to see my past. that's impossible, really impossible.
"What happened Issa?" my mom asked with worried look all over her face.
"I had a bad dream." I answered.
She wiped the sweat around my face and she tied my hair.
"Who's past?" She asked. Mom knows about my ability tho.
"I don't know mom, I'm not sure but..." my words cut when her phone rang.
"We'll talk about that later, I need to answer this call. I'll make cookies for you, okay?" my mom said and walked out.
Why does my dream felt so real? Who's that man? Why did he left me there?
This is the first ever dream that I will never forget.
Who is she?
Why does she exactly look like me?
Why does her vein looks odd? Why does she look weird?
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