The sun. Oh god, that bright unbearable sun. It showered me and her in its horrendous light and made the scene so much more worse. I couldn't take it anymore. Why was the light so persistent on showing me the extent of my nightmares? Even I couldn't answer that anymore. There was to be no chiaroscuro in this tale, no. For this was a tale that was to overwhelm my eyes, and it was doing its job to the greatest extent.

I had grown much too sick of this repeating scene, day after retched day, but yet, my mind wouldn't stop hitting the replay button. Each time, the scene would happen a minute later than the end of the last, and it would eventually just repeat starting at twelve after reaching twelve fifty nine. I felt the need to retch after seeing all these scenes but the day would just wake me up again, to show me an even more horrible way a loved one could suffer.

I wished the noon daylight would just cease and the tenebrous sky would hide my eyes from this. I had always loved. I always followed her, even when it was creepy because I never wanted to miss a moment without her. Yet, for once in my life, this was a moment I wanted to miss.

Finally, I was sick of it. I glanced at the clock on my phone, right before the cat got up and she ran across the street that we had crossed so many times before. The large digital print was mocking me as well. It read twelve fifty nine. I thought to myself, "so, are you going to save her?". And so I did.

It wasn't in the cliché mindset but to an average person it certainly would have seemed so. I jumped in front of the car pushing her out of the way. Is this what human instinct is? Doing the most obvious action? I had always wanted to be the one to rescue her in a heroic way unlike any other. I guess we all do. I guess we all don't ever get the chance to.

I woke up and it was August 16th, according to my clock. I literally sprang out of my bed in shock, fumbled around as I attempted to stand then ran downstairs and went to look outside.

I saw nothing, but a white truck going by, beeping its sirens as it headed downtown.

No.