“Hey, James, are you okay?”
John was speaking to me, but I was too out of it to respond.
Something occurred to me then. I was back in the hospital, in the bed next to John. It was just like when I had been rescued and he saved by his friends. How was this possible? How! How was it... had I gone back in time?
No. Another thought nagged at me. The answer was there, but I refused to accept it.
At first.
Then again, I had no choice but to give in. I knew it was the truth.
It had all.
Been.
A.
D r e a m .
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