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for agreeing to meet me. You do not have any idea how much it means to me, to everyone!” He was so enthusiastic he was nearly bouncing.
    “No problem, Rick. There were some questions I wanted answered anyways.” After taking in his nonchalant expression, I continued. “For example, why is my family in danger? How did you know anything about my dreams? How did you remember my birthday? Why did you really come back after all this time? Why did you leave in the first place, when my mom really needed a friend? Why…”
    He cut me off, “Can I answer any of these questions, or do you expect me to remember all of them?” He waited for my response, and when I nodded my head in approval, he continued. “I do not know anything about your dreams, how would I? Why do you think I do?”
    I tried so hard to read his expression. He seemed sincere enough. Like he really had no clue what I was talking about. How could he not know though? “You mentioned something strange happening to me at 3:38 in the morning. That’s when I had my dream.”
    “You thought it was a dream? Do you mind telling me what happened?” He spoke in a soft voice like he was trying to coax a response from me. But I wouldn’t budge so easily.
    “I thought I was the one asking questions here. How did you know about it?” I pushed. He had to know. He had mentioned it at church.
    “Like I said earlier, I do not know about any of your dreams. I did, however, know that something would happen to you at that exact time because that was the time you were born – February 7 , 1988, at 3:38 in the morning. I knew that you would get your power back at that exact moment. And as for your earlier question as to how I remembered it, it is quite simple actually. I have had your birthday memorized since I first found out about you. I do not want you to take this the wrong way, but I came into your life for a very distinct reason. You were born special, darling.”
    What the hell was he talking about? He came into my life because I was ‘born special’? He knew I would get my ‘power’ back? “What are you talking about, Rick? I have never had powers before, and I don’t have them now! And please, don’t call me darling!”
    “Okay, Allison, I apologize. I suppose that may have been slightly inappropriate. Maybe I could explain it a little better if you would tell me exactly what happened in this dream of yours?”
    Man, he seemed so sure of what he was saying. I couldn’t help but wonder what the hell had happened to my normal life.
    “Will you tell me about it, please?” he pleaded.
    What the heck. I may as well play his game. It seemed to be the only way to get my answers. “Fine, it started out like it usually does. I’ve had these dreams for a while now, maybe a couple of weeks.” Actually, three weeks and five days to be exact. “I was running, sometimes through a desert and sometimes through abandoned streets, but this time through a forest. He was chasing me, and…”
    “He? Who was chasing you?” he asked, cutting me off.
    Sighing as loud as I could, I continued, “the same man who is always chasing me. Tall, dark, evil looking, really creepy and scary, and stinks like nothing you have ever smelled before. Anyways, he was chasing me, and like always, something got in the way of my escape. That’s when I usually wake up. But this time, after a huge weird looking wall came up outta the ground, he actually caught up to me. It was the first time we were ever that close. I thought he was just going to kill me, but then this awful feeling of hate and despair washed over me. It was the worst feeling in the world! I felt like he was draining the life out of me and burning me from the inside out.” The look on his face made me stop. “Do you know what I mean?” Saying it out loud sounded crazy, but since Rick seemed crazy anyways, maybe he did know what I was talking about.
    “Yes, Allison, I know exactly what you mean, and who you mean as well.
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