Prolouge

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. Since I do not have any clue what's going on, I just decided to listen to him even though he doesn't explain everything very clearly.

It all started 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 my head hurts. I was like an untamed beast that I fully made my study table chaotic. Luckily the walls were quite thick that my neighbours couldn't really hear my groans.

The headache lasted for about 5 minutes and after that, I picked up my reviewers. My mind was fuzzy that I can't even think straight. 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, even not thinking the terrible headache I had. 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. I can clearly remember them. I thought, maybe, that headache made me smarter. I though of it deeply 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 this brown air and crimson eyes which twinkles in the very dream of mine. He looks familiar though I know I've never had anyone in my life like him before, weird. My dream wasn't that crystal clear so I can only state some of his appearance. But I can tell that he was slightly grinning.

I wonder why he is in my dream and looks familiar? 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. Maybe I'll meet him in school or something?

"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 ordered but he just chuckled. 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's the name. 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. That dream was weird.

Wait, what was that dream again?

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