Mira gasped awake from her nightmare, shaking and covered in a cold sweat. It was the same nightmare everytime.
She and her brother Keith would be walking through the park. Talking, laughing, and just enjoying the day and each other's company, everything normal and happy. Then, all of a sudden, everything would go dark and a think mist would appear. Keith's face would go dark, and he'd turn away from Mira and start walking, towards the mist. Mira would always call after him, but no matter how much she called, screamed, begged, or cried he wouldn't turn back, just keep walking until the mist completely swallowed him.
Normally, this was where the dream ended, but this time was different.
Another figure started to walk out of the mist. Tall, wearing a long red coat with a ruff of black feathers around the neck and waist, spiky blond hair, a familiar mask.
"Mira, come with me." Spectra would say. "It's me, it's Keith. Come with me and join the Vexos. We can be together again." and he'd smile at her, the same smile he'd always given her before when they were younger, and she would be tempted, so so tempted, to go with him. She wanted to be with him so bad it hurt.
And then she woke up.
She lay there in bed, unable to fall back asleep, listening to the faint sounds of rain outside the house, when she heard the sound of the front door opening and closing downstairs. Someone started walking up the stairs. Mira's heart sped up at the thought that someone had broken in, but then she remembered Dan had said that he was going to be out late. And the person outside in the hall was not making an extreme effort to be quiet. So, Dan, then.
She lay there listening as he went to the bathroom and then, after a moment, the sound of the shower being turned on. After a long while, she heard him get out and then go to his room, passing by her room on the way, and close his door.
Mira wondered what he had been doing out so late. Worry filled her. She hoped everything was all right with him. Mira cared about Dan a lot and didn't like the thought that something was up with him.
I hope he's okay. She thought, drifting uneasily back into sleep, promising herself that she'd find a way to talk to Dan tomorrow.
