"Fading out by design
Consciously avoiding changes
Curtains drawn now it's done
Silencing all"
-Alice in Chains in "Black Gives Way to Blue"
Travis walked into the apartment after his little walk. Peter was also inside. Travis shut the door, rubbing his eyes. Peter also seemed to have been having a rough time. Travis closed the door, and sat on the nearest chair, and hung his head and rubbed his eyes even more. "I'm guessing you've had a rough day. That makes two of us."
"What's up with you?" Peter asked.
"I had a nap after you left. And I had a dream I had about two days ago. A very un- detailed, and not so good dream. I can't describe it. There's silhouettes, one always pulls a gun and shoots one next to me. It falls out of this helicopter we are in, and falls to the city below. A few minutes later, a monster wave of darkness engulfs the entire town, like a huge tidal wave. I'm sorry but it's not that much more detailed. It's so vague, but I feel terrible as I have it. Because it feels so real, like it somehow happened..."
Peter sighed. "Well, we already know the basics of your powers. I don't think you need to worry. I'm no dream interpreter, but it doesn't sound like a kind of dream that predicts the future, or is giving a message. Nothing I have experience with anyway."
"I know, it just feels terrible whenever I have it..."
"Don't dwell on it. I'm sure it will pass." Peter said.
"Well how was your day?"
"Troubling enough."
Travis chuckled. "Wanna explain?"
"Well, I sometimes use my powers to save people during my job. There's someone who doesn't want to be my partner now, and the FBI and NYPD may be trying to follow me. And I heard someone may try to sue me for injuring them, while saving them FROM A BUS ABOUT TO EXPLODE!" he shouted near the end slamming a fist on the table.
Travis held up his hands in a calming manner. He'd rather not see anyone off the edge.
Peter sighed, and stood up. "I need some sleep. You should get some too. Your lessons continue tomorrow."