Her expression was filled with anger and frustration, but she had a face that I could not forget.

My eyes widened.

It was me.

I was the girl flying.

I couldn't believe my own eyes.

Chapter 3

Now I really wanted to wake up. This was worse than a nightmare. This was impossible.

Now, I was relieved that I could never remember any of my nightmares when I woke up.

I always believed in the impossible, but I didn't think it would actually be true.

No! It's not possible, because this is just my dream. Just a nightmare. All I needed to do was to figure out a way to wake up, but I didn't know how.

That was when I came up with an idea.

What would happen if I jumped off the building. Of course, I didn't think I would be able to fly like the group that just did, but it could be a way out of this nightmare.

Slowly, I walked towards the edge of the building, and looked down. This building was taller than I expected. I couldn't even see the ground; probably because it was too dark and too far away.

I took another step closer to the edge, then took a deep breath. 'This is just a dream. It can't hurt me.' I thought to myself, giving myself more confidence.

Without hesitating, I closed my eyes, prepared to jump, but that was when I heard a noise.

I immediately opened my eyes and turned myself around.

Standing across me were the big dark figures who were standing at the edge of the building, chasing the group of people who flew away, a minute ago. I wondered when they moved to where they were standing now. They were fast, but I wasn't surprised. The group of people who flew away with their wings had a big impact on me, I guess.

Staring at the crowd of big, dark figures for a minute or two gave me time to figure something out.

What I discovered was a human. I could see a person, a normal size human, standing in the middle of the crowd of the dark figures.

And I automatically knew, that this guy was the "he" the other flying me was talking about. The one who apparently could answer her questions.

I stared at him, and soon, he was staring back at me as well.

At that moment, I knew he could see me. No one else could, the dark figures couldn't, but he could. And somehow, I knew I had to talk to him and he had to talk to me as well.

So I took a few small steps toward him, and he did the same, but not the dark figures.

I couldn't see his face. The night was now darker, which made it more difficult for me to see him.

But from the shape of his clothing, I knew he was wearing a lab, which meant he was either a scientist or a doctor or both.

For another minute, we just stared at each other. Then he first began to speak;

"Hello sweat heart" he called with a smile.

"Um... Do I know you?" I asked carefully with a curious expression. I mean, he did call me "sweat heart," and I just met him...

"Oh. Of course, not yet. But I do know you, Sherra." he replied.

"Okay... Then... Can I ask you some questions?" I asked without hesitation.

"Sure. Of course. I can't guarantee you that I will answer every one of them, but give it a try." He said, relaxingly. I couldn't tell if he was trying to be nice to me or just playing games with me...

"So, where am I? Is this my dream? Why is this happening to me?" I asked desperately and curiously.

"Relax, sweetie. You're safe," he smiled.

Now I was kind of freaked out and annoyed. This guy sounded like a creep, but I decided to just walk away, just like what my gut originally told me to do: jump off the cliff and wake up from this insanely weird dream!

But then he yelled "Wait!" Sounding desperate, desperately needing to talk to me. So I turned back.

Then he began to speak again; "I'll get to my point."

"You are here because I wanted you to be, but also because you wanted to be. It's hard to explain, but you will get to understand it, eventually. There is one fact that I can tell you right now. All those impossible things that you believed in, are true. You are one not who you think you are. The reason why you are having this dream is because you are the first member of the flock to experience the 'awakening'. Because you are the leader. I personally prefer the term 'maturing,' but what your it's called is unimportant. You are our masterpiece, Sherra. You were born to make a change, and you'll do it again. The biggest change in our history," he said with an indescribable happiness.

I was official super confused.

Then he took a deep breath, and continued;

"I see that you're confused. As I said, you will understand everything in time." He said

I gave him a dumb expression.

Then he began again;

"You will get to realize it sooner or later. You see, Sherra. You're special, like any protagonists in every story, but even more amazing and was made for something even bigger."

At first I was confused, but now I was freaked out by this guy. He literally sounded like a lunatic. But since I believed that this was just a dream of mine, I tried to stay calm.

And now it was my turn to ask more questions.

"So why me? What is your goal? When can I wake up? Am I the only one who's having this dream or whatever this is? And why am I compared to a character from books?" I asked all at once, with a bit of anger.

"Oh sweetie. It wouldn't be fun if I gave you all the answers. You have to figure them out yourself. Well, perhaps with your friends?" He said with an evil grin on his face.

"Fine. Let's say I believe you and believe that this dream is really! Then who are these friends of mine?" I asked impatiently.

"You have to figure that out yourself as well." he said. Then he smiled at me again.

"You know what?! Why are you even here if you won't even help. Actually, Forget it! This is not even possible. I want to go back! So send me back home." I was now shouting and yelling at his face.

He smiled again, then said

"Sweetie, you and I both know this is not just a stupid dream of yours. You know this is real. The physical pain you've been having ever since you turned 17 has a reason. You'll see." he sounded serious.

This was when I really started believing him. 'How did he even know about my pain?' I asked myself.

"How did you know I was having back pain? Forget it! Can you at least tell me who these 'friends' of mine are?" I asked with a frustrated tone, but with an annoyed expression.

But for real, inside my heart, I was freaking out. I knew this was impossible, but I also knew that this was real, not just another typical dream of mine.

The scientist with the white lab coat sighed, and began to speak again;

"If you would really like, I can send a few of my friends to help you find your friends. I believe that they will help you understand your abilities better, and help you improve those abilities. Does that sound good?" he asked.

Then without a second thought, I automatically said "Fine. That's at least better than nothing." with a serious expression.

"Oh, You won't thank me later." He said with a big grin.

...

His grin made me go suspicious, but I didn't care back then.

Well at least not till I knew what he actually sent me to help find my friends, and help me understand. I hated him after I discovered what he sent me. I hated myself for believing him at the time.

I regretted my choice afterwards, as always.

...

Then I hesitated for a moment and asked

"Wait! Who are these people you're sending me to help? At least I should know how to recognize them." I asked

"Oh. You don't have to worry about that. You'll know them as soon as you see them." He replied.

Then our conversation was slowly beginning to end. I took a deep breath, trying to understand and accept everything. But it was hard to believe. Hard to get it in my head.

Then once again, he started speaking again.

"Well. Do you understand what I'm saying so far?" He asked

I did not reply, but nodded.

"Well. It's good that you do, because it's now time for me to go and for you to wake up." he said.

"Wait. I have more questions." I panicked.

"You should hurry then." he replied calmly, slowly walking away.

"Are you on my side? Because I can't tell if you are or not. I mean, you are giving me all the instructions and help, but this doesn't seem like something nice and easy. And lastly, what I am? And where can I find rest of the answers?" I shouted, with a worried look on my face.

"I guess I will tell you one thing. You see Sherra. You are ..."

Then there was a big loud sound from a thunderstorm. It was sudden and it made my ears buzz.

I couldn't hear what he said about what I am.

Then he smiled at me as he knew I couldn't hear him, and disappeared into the darkness with the big dark figures. He was gone and I was alone.

I panicked. I was freaking out and confused. I wanted to believe this was just a dream, but I knew this wasn't just a dream.

This was different.

Then I began to hear someone calling my name. This person sounded terrified.

I tried to open my eyes, but it was too bright.

When I could finally open my eyes, I could see my mom and my sister above me with worried expressions on their faces.

The room I was currently in was too bright and white.

And it had a terrible scent, but I recognized this scent right away.

I realized I was in a hospital.

A normal life hospital.

Not in my dream.

I was back to mine own world.

I was awake.