By I. Bermudez – 82

Graphic Artist By: A. Vega CCB Editor

Editors Note: This is an on going fiction series about a hero in pain

The first password I tried didn’t work. 

Neither did the second attempt. 

I knew I was going to be locked out of the database soon, but if I didn’t crack the code the consequences would be dire. Time was running out. I began to hear footsteps and then I woke up. When I woke up  my best friend/roommate was in my room.

¨What are you doing here??¨ I asked her.

 ¨Sorry i came in here because i heard you talking to yourself and when i came in you were floating off your bed.¨ I looked at her, not surprised this was the 3 time this week.

 ¨ Are you still seeing the future?¨ She looks at me worried.

 “Yea but it’s fine I promise you I’m fine.¨

 She looks at me like she knows I’m not telling her the whole truth.  

I’m not telling her the whole truth. I’m actually not fine.

I’m scared because every time I sleep I see parts of the future. I got up and got ready for work and left the house without saying goodbye to my best friend. After work was done I went back home. When I went home and laid down on the sofa I went to sleep and this time my dream was showing me fighting as my hero self and the bad guy had my best friend and he killed her right in front of me.

I felt so much pain then me and the bad guy began to fight me. He hurt me badly but he got hurt pretty badly himself. 

“You’ll never win!” I yelled to the villain but he just stared at me as this creepy smile grew on his face.

“I already did”, He said as he left.

“Yea but it’s fine I promise you I’m fine”

But little did I know I was in a coma and all the things that were happening had actually already happened and I’m stuck in my own head seeing my best friend die in front of me on repeat with no escape until I fully accept that she is gone forever.