Part Two: His Awake

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I woke up with a heavy head from a weird dream about an apocalypse cause by some kind of black butterflies. No, it was not a dream it was a nightmare where I died for the sake of the girl I love. That was so weird because I do not even know some people in there not even the girl. Also it is a very tiring sleep I had probably because I drank too much alcoholic beverage for the first time in my existence the night before. For last night me and my friend Quinn attended a year end party at a club to the fullest because it was our first club party together. Since this is my first time to be able to enter a club legally for I only turned eighteen last month. That is why Quinn encourages me to party all night and he told me it will be alright but it was not for the nightmare and the hangover gave me so much headache. Once I am done with my soliloquy in my head I reached out for my smart phone to check what time is it and it is currently 10:20AM, January first of year 2015.   It’s been almost a week everything seems normal but still something felt different. It feels like I am missing out on something important but I guess it is just me and my imagination I just need to focus on what I should do. That is to be a good student who will graduate from high school in a few months as so why I am here resting at the open field of our school waiting for the next class like the others students. While I am on it I was wondering why Frisbee got bigger when they get nearer then suddenly it hit me… literally a head-shot. Somehow luckily I manage to support my weight using my hand on ground so I won’t totally fall down I am still shock when someone approach me: “Hey man, you alright?” Ace one of the popular schoolmate I have asked me. “I guess I am.” I said while standing up slowly but surely. “We are so sorry man, I think I throw it with much forced my friend did not able to catch it.” He is a naturally cocky person but there is a sincerity, in which his eyes display that emotion unlike on my nightmare he does not show any at all. “It is okay just be more careful.” The hit was not that bad it just that I got few scratches on my hand and a bleeding cut on my thumb probably cause by some sharp stone or whatever. That is when I realized it was bleeding with no pain at all then like a rain some vivid memories come pouring in my mind, it is all about the apocalypse to happen in year 2020 causing me to black out.   I woke up with a heavy head again this time realizing it was not just a merely dream but I believe I was reincarnated seven years before my death. This might could be a second chance for me to do something but I do not know what can I do, I am just nothing but a graduating student who do not even know if I’ll manage to enter college or just apply for a job. I sighed my mind is in chaos causing an inner panic then I heard a sound of an opening of a door that is when my friend Quinn show up. “Hey J, you are sneaking out to the clinic just to avoid classes. You’re still in holiday vacation mode, aren’t you?” That’s his way to greet a friend. “I do not know.” I just really don’t know anymore. “You know what Jackson you are weird these past few days.” He said while giving me his scrutinizing stare. “I do not know about that but only weird people say that other people are weird.” I said and he just laughs on my remark then tells: “Well, it takes one to know one but seriously whatever your thinking you can share it to me.” “Yeah I will,” or maybe no. “And let me remind you not to panic. Panic clouds everything.” Quinn said with a grin. Yeah I should not panic I am afraid I might black out again thinking all of this makes me confused and if I should  let him know but it will create too many questions without enough answers that would even raise more questions.   Weekend came I still haven’t done anything I was just here at a park near on our neighborhood contemplating what to do. When I saw a kid running then trip on her own feet I immediately approach her to help her stand up. Once she got up I asked her: “Does it hurt anywhere kiddo?” When I look at her teary eyes it seems familiar to me it was a younger version of Ashley from the one I’d met years from now. “Not really I was just kind of shocked.” So I am but I managed to ask her to confirm my thoughts. “Hi my name is Jack, and you are?” “I am Ashley.” She confirmed my thought so suddenly I blurted out what came first onto me which is: “By any chance do you recognize me or a girl named Jill?” She thinks a bit while biting her index finger then answer back: “Yeah I know that is the Jack and Jill!” She answered cheerfully maybe because she is just a kid she does not remember any, to my dismay she started singing. “Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after Jack got up, and home did trot As fast as he could caper To old Dame D…” As she continues to sing I realized I am the only one who probably remembers for even Ace has no changed yet. Oh wait Dame… right Damian could do something if he knows about this but I do not know him personally at this time. Perhaps I shall try to search for the troop leader of our search team so ironic but it is better than to panic.  The thing is, that it is easy to be said than to be done I tried to search his name ‘Damian Douglas’ on different social media platform but there wasn’t I guess I need to dig deeper. That is when I finally decided to ask help to my only friend -Quinn for he is actually a computer geek who can do some hacking which I’ll never understand how it works. “Hey Q, I need to talk with you about something.” I will be asking for help to prevent myself to go insane. “Wait J, I love you as my best friend but let me clear it out you are not my type.” He blurted out of nowhere. “What the h…!” I supposed to curse when he laugh and say: “Chill, here have some gum first you look so frustrated I’m not used to it. It is probably that serious so tell me what this is about?” There he finally calms down from laughing and somehow it made me calm too I guess he really knows me. “I need your help to look for a certain person named Damian Douglas.” I told him with conviction. “For what reason you need to look for that someone?” Quinn questioned curiously so I answered it honestly I mentioned the details of an apocalypse to happen five years from now. “A butterflies causing an apocalypse in 2020 well. . . The Frisbee last week probably hit you really that hard.” He finally said after a while when it probably sink in to him and this one of my problem no one will believe me even my best friend having a hard time. “Are you going to believe on me?” I still ask hoping he will. “If my answer will be no, what you are going to do?” Quinn’s answer back a question to a question. That is a frequently question which I do not have much answer…What am I supposed to do?
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