I lost my balance and I started to fall through the sky. He held on tighter. My eyes were shut. I was too afraid to open them. I heard a strange voice in my head. It was very raspy and when I first heard it I screamed. It sounded horrible and only made me even more terrified. The language was not English, either. It was the language that the hooded women in my dreams spoke. I opened my eyes and saw a black smoke. It was so menacing. I was about to hit the ground. The wind slapped my face furiously. The smoke passed through my face and I started to suffocate. I was surely dying…The smoke went on my back where the figure was. His warm heavy body fell off of my cold and frail one. As my heart beat its last beats I saw him fall towards a cliff….

"WAKE UP!"

I gasped. Tears started to flow from my eyes immediately…If the nightmares that I would continue to have kept being like this then never let me sleep again. Please…I begged silently. Thor was on my bed. Even though he was shaking me furiously I still did not move. I was in too much pain already. I could tell that he had been trying to wake me for a very long period of time. His face was red and it glistened with sweat in the dim light. Since I did not move he grabbed my legs and dragged me off the bed. My head fell hard on the carpet. I winced. He was serious…I needed to get up. With my head throbbing I stumbled to my feet. I could tell that Thor was extremely irritated.

"I was trying to wake you up for half an hour!" He yelled the last part. He was throwing all of the clothes and money that he could manage in a large black trash bag.

"We have to leave….YOU have to leave…" He said hysterically.

"He's after you again! See this is what I mean…You are never safe when you sleep. You were never meant to see what happened in your dream. It was confidential! And now he is after you. After both of us!" He slammed his fists on the nightstand so hard that the digital clock on it toppled to the floor.

I heart police sirens...again.

My heart beat faster and I swallowed back my scream.

"They know about the car too..." He said as he rolled his eyes. Probably at his own stupidity.

He ran to the window and when he ran back his face was pale with fear. I did not want to know what he had just seen...I might just faint!

"Climb onto my back…" He demanded

I was frozen in place as he opened the window. Oh my god…What was he thinking?

When I did not move he roughly grabbed my wrist and mounted me on his back.

"Where are we going?" I asked him, breathless.

The sirens grew louder and the lights seemed brighter. He jumped to the edge of the window...It was bigger than I thought. He was crouched on the edge. I knew that he was about to leap. Had he gone MAD? His grip was tight; he was crouched on the railing for what seemed like an eternity. I stupidly stuck my head out and saw that we were at least fourteen stories high…Time seem to be frozen. He was as still as stone, my heart stopped beating, and even the sirens and lights seemed to stop. He slowly turned his head towards me. His eyes were bright and fierce. The pupils were like slits. I gasped.

"The only place that is relatively safe is Castle Rock...We will go there."

With those words he let go of the railing and leaped out the window.

The wind slapped my face once again as it did in the dream. I hoped it was a dream...Please be a dream! I waited to die as seconds passed. My eyes were open; I could see the concrete waiting for me, just waiting to give my final kiss. There seemed to be hundreds of people outside. They must have heard about the stolen Porsche. Their screams pierced my ears and I shut my eyes for the last time. The whole world seemed to hold their breaths. The concrete was only inches away, now. I heard a scream. When Thor suddenly lifted himself off the ground as though it was magic I realized that it was my own. Soon we were flying higher…and higher. The people screamed louder and started to swarm around like it was the end of the world. I was still too scared to see what was going on.