The dream

“The dream is always the same. This long hallway. The keys. The doors. Searching for him.”

“Who?”

How can I explain it? I didn’t even know it until just then. That the guy in that theater—the face I finally got to see after all these years—is the love of my life. I’m sixteen. I know that sounds crazy. Not to mention he only exists in my dreams. Instead, I mumble, “I don’t know.”

Dr. Koios nods. “Well, I’ll tell you what. Let’s try again next week. Same time. We’ll see if we can’t conquer these nightmares together. Until then, don’t do anything differently. Let’s wait to use the technique in my office, where I’m sure you’re safe and I can guide you. All right?”

His face is kindly, and I find myself nodding.

But really, inside I’m dying a little. Because all I can think about is getting back to Sebastian.

Finally. A name. And a face.

To go with the voice of the man of my dreams.