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    Nightmares: The Musical
    Chapter 2
    “I was so excited to do such normal things with you.”—The Dresden Dolls
     
    I'm running through the woods.
    It's dark, the moon is full, there are trees stretching their arms up to the night sky, and there’s a lake, not far from where I am. The water is black, but there are solid chunks of ice floating in it. The ground under my feet is wet and cold, and dead blades of grass bite into my bare ankles like snakes.
    My chest feels heavy, and I can’t keep from coughing . My lungs aren’t working the way they should. My breathing comes in and out in raspy tremors. The clothing I’m wearing is thin and flimsy. It looks like it was once a white nightgown, but there’s brown and red stains on it now.
    There's no one following me, but I'm afraid there will be.
    I trip on something and my face hits cold, hard ice. This part of the lake is frozen.
    Cracking under my weight.
    ***
    “ Hey, Sophie?”
    My eyes take a few seconds to adjust to the light in the living room.
    Light blue eyes meet mine. “Myles?” My voice is hoarse and I can't catch my breath.
    I take his hand, which is on my face, and place it on the co uch next to me so I can sit up.
    He adjusts himsel f so he can give me some room.
    “ Are you okay?” he asks.
    I glance at the clock on the cable box; it's ten in the morning. “Did you stay here last night?”
    He shakes his head.
    I try to replay what happened last night in my head. I came home from Club Midnight with Myles. We were kissing and then we weren't. I got a text from Manny asking what time he wanted to practice today. Then after I freaked out in excitement for a while, I got changed into my pajamas and we started watching a movie. I don't remember falling asleep.
    “ I came back just now,” Myles says.
    I sit up slowly. “Why?”
    He shrugs. “Had a feeling.”
    It happened again.
    At first, the nightmares were memories of the accident. I would think I was being force-fed pills, or my arms were being broken. But they were always something that happened.
    These aren't. I’ll have dreams about Michael and him hurting—killing—people I don’t know. Sometimes I’ll be asleep and think I’m awake, that it’s all real and he’s there, talking to me.
    “Why didn't you tell me the nightmares were this bad?” Myles asks like he doesn't want to upset me.
    He knew I was having them sometimes, but I didn't want to worry him with nonsense.
I shrug. “I've had them before.”
    Myles rests a hand on my shoulder and I glance at him before returning my attention to a blanket that's be en thrown over my legs.
    “ About what?” he asks.
    I decide to start with the lighter of the dreams. “When I was little my mom took us to the park. I used to get nightmares of when I first found out about my sun allergy.”
    He nods.
    “Then after Stevie and Jade's prom. . .” I can't finish it.
    “ What was this one about?” He changes the subject either because he's uncomfortable or doesn't want me to be.
    “ It's not important.”
    I convinced myself a while ago that maybe my dreams have just changed. It doesn't have to mean some big, weird thing; people dream about crazy, scary crap all the time.
    Myles’ lip twitches, but not in a happy way when I look at him. “Tell me?”
    I take a deep breath and let it out. “I've been having dreams about things that haven't happened to me,” I say.  “Usually, my nightmares have been about stuff I wanted to forget.”
    Myles nods once. “I thought so.”
    “ What do you mean?” I try to keep my voice calm.
    “I don't want you to get upset.”
    “ Well that's a way to start a conversation that won't be upsetting at all.”
    “ Okay,” he says, taking a long time to continue. “Blood. . .carries memories and emotions.” He leans in closer and I rub my eyes with the back of my hand.  ”That's important for you to know.”
    I nod.
    “Michael’s blood was in your body, and so was mine.”
    “ So.