The cause is still unknown but the effect is still active. According to the man in my dreams, we are tools to connect the different worlds we belong.
It all startes before our quarterly examinations when I suddenly felt a headache. It hurts that I felt that my skull was becoming two. My reviewers fell on the floor as I groaned and complained about how hurt my head was. I was like an untamed beast that I fully made my study table chaotic.
The headache lasts for about 5 minutes and after that, I picked up my reviewers. I stared at the science subject and felt that everything in it was familiar with me even though I haven't started reading the science one yet. It was weird but I soon ignored it and started fixing my study table.
My behaviour were quite strange that time. I got to endure 3 hours of reviewing straight without being distracted. Where I usually get to sleep after an hour of reviewing, not to mention that I can't understand anything.
I went to sleep when I felt that I reviewed enough. Unexpectedly, I remembered all the things I reviewed. Until I lost consciousness and slept into the deep slumber...
"So the outside creatures are also the same as us." I've heard a man voice while my eyes were closed. I slowly opened it and saw a man in a labgown. I blinked 15 times and the vision hasn't changed.
"Is this a dream? And who are you?" I pointed at the man besides me who looks like a scientist. He has brown air and a crimson eyes. I can't clearly state his appearance because everything in my dream wasn't that crystal clear. But I can tell that he was slightly grinning.
I wonder why he is in my dream? I don't even know him. Some says that strangers in dreams might be people you will meet in the future. His features says that his age isn't that far from mine because he looks like in his 20's.
"So you can even understand me. I was happy that my experiment worked. Do you have a name?" The man asked. He doesn't look like a bad man so I told him.
"Stacy. We might meet someday in the future as strangers, tell me your name too." I insisted. But why do I feel that the person I'm talking to right now is not just a product of my dream, but an actual one?
"Stefan. See you in your next dream."
And that, everything became black. I suddenly woke up and saw the clock besides me that shows a right angle, 3 am.
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This is a part of my upcoming story, lol. Just wanted to share~