The dream begins in fog.
Two girls are on the narrow strip of marsh between the water and the trees, but the fog is too thick to make out more than general shapes of anything besides these girls. Neither of their faces are visible-one is in a fetal position and the other has her head tilted downwards-but one can see them well enough.
The one in a
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He's shocked. Completely shocked. It can't be a coincidence. Those are his parents. That dream is his.]
Miss...? How did you acquire that knowledge about me?
[He doesn't sound angry. Just...completely shocked. And slightly sad. Well really sad.]
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It's hard to explain.
I guess if you have a bad feeling or a bad memory, I have it too.
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Oh? I guess I'm sorry. I'm not sure you really appreciate having them. [He sure as heck doesn't like recalling them.]
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You get used to it. As long as I can keep track of what's me and what's other people, I can deal with it.
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I'm assuming you have dreams of everyone who's here then?
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Not just the people here. Anyone who's... been near my home, and a lot of people besides, get jumbled up in there too.
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But...you have happier memories that make things better right? [Because only sad memories is a sad thing :C]
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In theory I should, but the bad stuff is so bad it blots anything good out.
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Well. [Short pause.] We can do something better or good right now.
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What do you mean?
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[HE WANTS YOU TO PLAY WITH HIM. Yes, a grown man is asking you to play.]
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[ALESSA LIKES THIS PLAN]
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[Yay playing!]
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I do play chess, so we can play that if you want. I don't know many people who do enjoy it so I don't know how well my skills are. [Correction: He probably plays it much to well.]
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I'd still like to play! I play with Damian and Papa sometimes, and I'm getting better. I don't mind losing a bunch. It's the game that's fun, not the ending.
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