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I was wondering. I was wandering. I'm incognizant to where I am going. I kept on walking until the picture I see appeared to be bold-- found myself walking through a hospital hallway. There I saw a friend whom I haven't seen for years crying. I asked him why while trying to give him comfort. He didn't say a single word. Instead he grabbed my arm and took me to a cold, dark room. I can only see few silhouettes caused by the moonbeam passing through the glass window. Fear started to crawl all over my skin when I saw this young, beautiful man lying naked on a tiled table. He was familiar. He was... me. Cold. Lifeless.
When I opened my eyes, everything morphed into a place that I have always known, my bedroom. It was only three in the morning when I woke up from that bad dream, a very bad dream. : (