"Sora..."
What? Wait, who are you?
"Sora..."
Please! You sound so familiar...
"Sora..."
"Wait!" I screamed, shooting up from where I was sleeping on the beach. "Come back..."
"Sora?..."
What!
"Sora..."
Please, tell me who you are?
"Sor...A..." she cried deeply.
WHAT! What's wrong?
"Sora..."
Tell me why you're-!...
"Crying?..." he muttered to himself, silently laying on the beach once again.
"Sora?..."
Yes?
"Do you..."
'Do I' what?
"Do you..."
Yes?
"Remember... me?... From the past? Do you?"
"I-... I wish I did..." he said sadly, realizing that his dream with the girl had ended.
"Sora!" she shouted joyfully.
Yes?
"I'm so glad you're here!"
I am too!
"Will you come..."
Come?
"and visit?" she said, doubt in her voice.
What?
"Will you come... And visit me?"
"HOW!" he shouted, waking from his slumber on the sand, eyes widened.
Again, it had happened. This had all started when he had fallen asleep on the beach one night, watching the stars. Like always, he had woken up before he could get anymore information about the blond haired girl. All he knew about her was that she wanted him to visit her and that she has blond hair, blue eyes, and ,in every dream, wears a a white, lace dress. She was so familiar to him. He felt like he knew her once, but... he just couldn't remember. He didn't know her name, but for some reason, she knew his.
That was it. He couldn't wait till nightfall to try to find out more about her. He had to talk to her again. He had to. He was addicted to her voice. He couldn't get enough of it. He layed there on the beach, eyes closed, waiting until he would see her once more, but... it didn't come. He layed there for what seemed like days, but still... nothing. He concentrated hard, breathing in and out, calming himself until he finally fell asleep in the early afternoon air.
"Sora..."
Yes, it's me! Look, I don't know how long I have, but I need to know where you are!
"Where... I am?"
Yes, I want to see you... for real.
"Isn't this 'for real?'"
Yes, but in real life, not just in a dream.
"Do you really believe that I'm not just a dream?... That I'm really alive somewhere and you're not just driving yourself crazy for nothing?"
Of course! I don't know why, but... I know... that you're real. That you're not just in my mind... you're a real person... And I'm going to find you.
"Sora..." she said, tears welling up in her eyes as a smile appeared on her face, "The World of Existence..."
He oped his eyes, now awake, saying, "The World of Existence."