k2: Okay, let's get this said now. I didn't realize until now that the way I got it set up is that the five meanwhile are going to be an every other chapter thing, but I do hope that they work the way I want them to.

MK: Yeah, we made it more extensive, that's for sure.

k2: I left the dream alone. I didn't' want to bother with another headache, so that's still as lame as ever.

MK: Enjoy!

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What Now?

Meanwhile pt2

PG-13

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I heard the words

Dreams are premonitions.

Of a future that might be true.

A future that will not last.

A future that will not end.

Screams. Shadows. It's all there. I hear the words again. The chant. What does it mean?

Dreams are premonitions.

Of a future that might be true.

A future that will not last.

A future that will not end.

I see the kids. But not all of them. Just Ken, Kari, TK, and a strange girl. They seem to be walking somewhere, quickly. No, they're running. Away? Or too? I see an attack. Something happens, what? I don't know. The kids minus the girl are gone. Where are my dreams taking me? Am I, in fact, dreaming? I hear the words.

Dreams are premonitions.

Of a future that might be true.

A future that will not last.

A future that will not end.

Another scene, another time. My boys and the others are together. Then the words are spoken again. The call.

Dreams are premonitions.

Of a future that might be true.

A future that will not last.

A future that will not end.

I see a girl appear out of the shadows. She repeats the chant:

Dreams are premonitions.

Of a future that might be true.

A future that will not last.

A future that will not end.

The kids are confused at first. They turn and head in my direction. I look around and realize I'm not the only one there. The other parents are too. Just as confused as me. How can I dream this? Before the kids reach us, Matt is struck down. A bolt of light took away my son. My son is gone. All I can do is watch. Horror fills my eyes as I see another bolt, and another son go down. My sons are gone. I see the kids scatter, but not before Kari takes a hit. I don't know why, but I run to my sons.

I see black eyes focus on me as I reach Matt's fallen body. No body was attached to the dark forbidding gaze staring into my heart. Just the darkness staring at me. I hear laughter. I see a light. It comes closer. I feel a pain. I hear screams coming from everywhere. All around me, people cry out in pain. I Feel pain. I look in disbelief as I bleed from my chest. Nothing seems to be protruding from the flesh; yet, I'm still bleeding like I was stabbed. I see Nancy fall to the ground. Her eyes filled with horror. She too is bleeding. Her lifeless form staring up in horror. I see my sons, and my wife. Lifeless on the ground.

As the world goes black, I hear the voice, the call, the chant.

Dreams are premonitions.

Of a future that might be true.

A future that will not last.

A future that will not end.

I hear a scream of despair. My scream

44dreams end44.

Steve lunged forward, his chest heaving from the exertion of a nightmarish dream. HE panted, sweat pouring form his body as he slowly began to recognize his surroundings. A scream fro, Nancy's room had him on his feet without a second hesitation, throwing the door open to see her holding her head, her eyes wide with terror.

"Nancy!" Steve cried as he ran to her bedside. "Nancy, what is it? What's wrong?"

"The children!" She cried, "The children Steve! I saw them I-. I saw…saw it all!"

Nancy managed to look at Steve, the memory of the horror that filled her dreams threatening to drive her mad. Steve placed strong hands on her shoulders for support, letting her know he was there for her.

"Nancy. Look at me." But when he got no response Steve grabbed her chin and forced her to meet his eyes. "Nancy! IT was just a dream! A dream, Nancy! The children are fine, we are all fine! The world you saw, the world we all saw Nancy. A dream, nothing more."

"A dream." She gasped, "A dream world. TK. Matt…."

"A dream."

"You saw?"

"I think we had the same dream, yes."

"How? Why?"

Steve let a breath out and turned his head to the side. That was an answer he couldn't' give her, it was an answer he himself would like answered.

"So horrible. So frightening. And those eyes. Eyes that…that bore into you until everything…." She shuddered and Steve took her in his arms. HE looked towards her bedroom window and saw the first rays of the morning reaching across.

"I think I'm going to make some coffee Nancy." Steve murmured, "I think…I think it's time to get up."

Nancy silently agreed. She didn't want to go back to sleep. Not after that nightmare. Not to the terror her dreams held. Not to the torment that had heard, felt, and saw. She feared her own sanity if she were to return to it. Just watching as her family died. As others died. The pain around her. She gladly excepted the offer of coffee just to stay awake. Just to escape the dead.

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k2: Aheh. Yeah, I know. It's like…really short.

MK: Reaally, really, really short.

k2: In comparison to, well…everything else? Ueah. Okay then. Hope you enjoyed!