My eyes opened slowly as reality kicked in quite literally. I looked around before I stared at the sky by my window. The sun had fully set as I see it to be dark outside. I stood up and went to my drawers to get myself some fresh set of clothes before I grabbed some towels and hit the showers. Few minutes later, I went back to my bedroom in some shirt and sweatpants and plopped down the bed out of sheer lack of energy, finally closing my eyes to sleep.
And then I dreamed.
Inside this dream was the same as my daydreams. I was inside the empty bullet train, myself seated as I stared through the window as I lay my head and rested it on my arm. No one was there but myself. Not even my acquainted stranger was present. I turned around to check to see myself wrong. I jumped in my seat before putting my hand to my chest, "Jesus Christ…" I went as I sighed heavily, then hearing him chuckle and say with his arms raised, "I won't apologize. You didn't noticed me."
At least hint your presence, asshole! The thought ran inside my head as I gave him a soft glare before adjusting my posture and relax. "You never seem to know the word 'privacy,' do you?" I gave him a look to which he ignored, waving his hand away to it, "I'm inside your head because you want me to be. Should that not be your own fault?" I sighed and looked back to the scenery outside.
How beautiful.
So much greenery is present. Makes me wonder why I never dreamt of being on the green field. How I'd like to go there. My sigh was loud enough for Slade to here and told me, "you long for the surface?" I looked at him, puzzled, then laughed, "what kind of question is that?" He shrugged as an answer.
And that was the last I remembered before my vision fades to black.