I should have known he would come to me in my sleep. It should have been a given.
In my dream, there was virtually nothing, just a large expanse of complete nothingness. I looked about frightened; the dream was all too vivid for it to possibly be a dream.
Whilst I was thinking these thoughts, before my eyes from the nothingness appeared Brian. Ghastly and crude.
"You did this to me!" He declared. "I had a whole future ahead of me. And now I'm dead. All because of you."
I stared into his white eyes and said, "I know. I know it, and I'm so terribly sorry, Brian."
"Sorry?! You're sorry?! Well that's just great. You're sorry, and I'm dead. Seems like a great deal to me."
"Brian... really. I am. But you can't do this this. I have kids uphold. They can't know what I've done."
"Maddi," he began. "I didn't come here to argue with you. I came here to end this. Permanently. I know I'm dead, and anything I do won't change that. Besides, I would never cause any harm to you, and especially not to your family. I just wanted to tell you that I forgive you. I really do."
"I really am sorry, Brian."
I awoke feeling mentally, emotionally, and physically drained. Indeed, I felt better, as if The Voices had finally lifted from me. As if so much burden had been lifted from me.
But where would it head?
Hiya there, folks. I know, it was a shortie, but I really wanted to wrap this generation up.
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