Dream
Aaron P.O.V They drug me outside for some reason. I don't understand what these guys want, but I think I'm delirious.I swore I could hear my mother talking to me. it doesn't help that I can't really see much. The sun felt nice on my face. It's the only warm thing I've felt in a while. I don't know how long I stayed like that when I heard a voice. I can only pick up pieces of the conversation. Safe...Plane....Gone. "Don't worry, Aaron....we got you," my mother's voice spoke. We were walking again. It hurts to walk. The corner of my eye, I barely made out the aura. My joined aura. I turned back when I was forced back forward. "Son, you don't want to know what's happening right now," my father stated. So they were here. I'm not delusional. If I'm not delusional, then that aura I barely caug
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