"Chloe?"

She looked up at him with pain-stricken eyes. The kind of eyes that haunt a person's soul for eternity. The kind of eyes that are filled with unshed tears and a distance that can never be reached.

"Chloe, what's wrong? Please tell me," Clark begged, his voice shaking with an emotion that he couldn't quite place.

"It's time Clark."

"For what?"

"For me to leave you now. I'm sorry." With that, she walked away. Into the shadows and gone for good.

"Chloe, don't leave me!"

She slowly turned and whispered her final good-bye. Then, she was disappeared.

"No!" he screamed into the empty air. Suddenly, Clark was back inside his room. What had happened? Why did he have to dream of those things? Then it all came crashing back to him like a tidal wave.

Last night, Chloe Sullivan had walked out of his life and moved away.

*****

Okay, please tell me what you think. I don't particularly know what's going to happen but I have a pretty good idea.