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Or at least, what I assume is reality. The sewers and the stench fade away in an instant and I am left staring at a white ceiling. "Day?"

I turn my head to the side. June is looking down at me, an expression of worry written all over her face. I can feel sweat trickling down my neck as I sit up, breathing heavily.

"Are you okay?" June asks.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just a nightmare," I reply flatly.

She ponders this for a moment before answering. "No, you're not. What happened?"

My body starts to cool down and I open my mouth to say what my dream was, but I close it. I feel like I should protect her from this darker, scared side of my mind for some reason. I know she can handle it, better than anyone I know. But still, for some reason, I feel like I should lie.

"Mom," I say. My mind replays the event like it happened yesterday. Her crumpling to the pavement and lying still. The memory makes me wince.

"I'm sorry, Day. I would stop the nightmares if I could," she says, leaning her head carefully on my shoulder.

"They just need to run their course and then I'll be okay," I say, forcing a small smile. June nods in reply and lays back down in the bed. Her hair fans out beneath her head in a halo-like shape.

"What?" she asks, a playful smile on her face as she notices me looking at her.

"Just thinking of what I did with my life for those ten years that you weren't in it," I reply, leaning down to kiss her cheek. I then get up from the bed, even though it is still pitch dark outside.

"You think too much," she murmurs through her pillow. "Where are you going?"

I put on my shoes and reply, "to clear my head. I'll be back soon, I promise."

"You'd better be. I can't take another ten years alone." I slip on a jacket and start to say something after that, but June has already fallen back asleep.

The air outside is cool as I walk briskly out of my apartment. No one is around and the sun isn't even close to being up yet. "What time is it?" I wonder, realizing that I forgot to wear a watch or check the clock before I left. I stand outside my building, looking up at the room that June is in. Everything looks so peaceful from the outside. Nothing like what's happening inside. The couple on the bottom floor was throwing things again, crashing everywhere.

If there's one thing you learn from being on the streets, it's to stay out of people's business. But do I still believe that? I stepped in for June when Kayde was beating her up at the Skiz fight. I got involved in government issues countless times. So where do you draw the line?

I turn and walk down the street, away from the apartment. My breath forms small white clouds in front of my face as I walk. "Antarctica would be so much colder," I think to myself. Since finding June earlier in the day, I declined to make the trip to Antarctica. This choice made people made, but hey, I've made plenty of people mad before. One more time won't kill me.

I smirk at the thought and keep walking. Even in the dead of night, the huge television screens that line the streets are still on, displaying the news and other events.

"Day refuses to go to Antarctica. An act of rebellion from a former known criminal?" One of the news blurbs states.

"Psh, they obviously know nothing about love," I say quietly to myself and smile.

The streets are still bare as I continue walking, no one in site. At least, no one is in sight until I hear something behind me. I quickly turn and must look like a madman, turning to see something that isn't there.

"Day," I hear my name whispered.

"Who's there?" I yell. Still no replies. I keep walking, my pace slightly faster this time. Again, the noise sounds behind me. Obviously footsteps, large ones, trying to be quiet. Probably male. I keep walking, not looking back.

The footsteps stop and so do I. I hear a whoosh of wind behind me and try to duck, but it is no late. Whomever was following me appears in my line of site as I lay on the ground, my head aching from where he hit me.

"You'e going to wish you had gone to Anarctica," he says.

"June," I think.

Then I slip into darkness.

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