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A beautiful meadow laid afront, a feast of blossom. Slight warm wind blew, bestowing me the cognisance. I slowly lifted myself up. Astonished from the landscape, an instinct troubled me. The peaceful silence worried me which soon broke.  'Run Elisa!' I gazed behind. The familiar voice echoed but no one to see standing there. A foot ahead and I fell subsiding from the staircase. The field vanished. Surrounded by a darker atmosphere, felt more like a cage. I rushed to the door. As I lifted my hands to reach for the knob, the handcuffs took my notice. It soon got darker enough to hide everything around. I begged for a single ray of light. Just then I heard footsteps, the sound getting more clear with each step it took. A flame flashed in the blackened out room. I could see a face lightened up behind it.  'Where are you off to, darling?' He said with a sinister countenance. He placed the candle on the table beside and reached out his hand until it lifted my face, almost squeezing it like a foam ball. 'You'll never leave me. You can't.' And he placed a peck on my lips. I couldn't push him away because of the chains that contained me. He sat back on his armchair. I stood up with every single bit of me. I tried to speak but blood drained over from my mouth. Dripping unto the floor. My body could not resist this urge of puking blood, making me weak. Succumbing to it, unconsciousness summoned me. I fell on the floor. My eyes closing any minute. 'You'll be mine. In life or in death.' The last words I could hear. I woke up restless and weak. Again. It has become more common these days. With the same guy torturing me to death and a voice trying to help. The dreams are so real making me weak every time I wake up. I don't know what place I always head to or the guy or the voice either. Either way I don't know what they mean and I am not investing another minute on this crap.  Heading for a bath, I looked upon the clock. And a look again.  'Thirty past - Eight! I am so dead.'  I rushed. Took a shower, got myself into some work clothes and headed to the office. '9:12' I checked on my phone waiting in the elevator to reach my concerned floor. I almost ran to my desk in order to hide from my boss.  'Are you sure you can hide from me?' A voice behind me. 'Of course not! And actually I was not planning to hide but you know..umm like the circumstances. You might have heard it that sometimes you don't mean to do something but the situations..' '..make you do it. Stop blabbering Elisa. I have heard it for the hundredth time from you.' 'I am really sorry, Sir. The mistake won't be repeated again.' 'Go now.' He said with a sigh. I settled my stuff on the desk when Stassie approached me. 'So what did Star said to you?' 'As if he would say anything new. Just the usual stuff.' 'Dreamt again?' Before I could answer it, Boss got our attention. And beside him stood a familiar face. 'Holy crap!'