An expanse of city stretched out around me, the tall spires nearly touching the sky where I hovered. The buildings were tall grey... things, unlike even the buildings of New York City. Far too tall, far too sleek, and far too grey. No matter how far I looked, there was only the city. No trees, no grass, not even a city park in mockery of a natural forest. And when I looked down, there was the only source of color, the hair color of the populace. The... "people" were all walking in the same direction, all orderly following one another. However, no matter how I looked, I could not find their end goal, the lines of people as endless as the city. Then... Then I heard a voice. Directly behind me, a voice echoed within my mind.
"It is time to wake up. It is time to Run."
Before I could turn around, seeking the speaker, I woke up. As I lay in bed, returning to the reality of school and sun, I heard my mother's voice, "Mariette, it's time to wake up." Startled, I scrambled out of my bed into the living room where...
There was no one, other than the orange morning light. When I looked at the cable box, the time read 5:26 AM. My mother was asleep, and I had an hour before I needed to be awake.
.........
This dream occurred over 6 years ago now. I still remember as if it happened yesterday.
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