Deja Vu [ Lilian Ashley ]
49. Dreamtime

COME to the apartment unit without dinner with Zack due to the glut after eating takoyaki-sized jumbo. Actually, I'm reducing the amount of eating at night, because it might not be too good for the body.

I replaced the sweater with a warm nightgown after bathing in warm water and drinking hot chocolate. The calendar on the study table has been marked on July 23 as the tour time and apparently now is July 10, at 21:01. There is still an hour to sleep schedule. Therefore, I took the time to do campus tasks on the laptop even though I could use a cheating way, which is to hire the services of tasks on the internet.

TING!

I opened my phone when I heard the notification.

Inbox || Kai: Lo's girlfriend's attitude is strange. Sorry, I saw you guys on the side of the road (peace).

It's also a shame when we make out like that. But, what does Kai mean about Zack's weirdness? Because I'm lazy to answer messages, so I don't think and continue with tasks that are a little easy to complete. In fact, I did not realize if I had spent two hours staring at the laptop screen.

I cleared up the table and remembered Zack's words about the gap in the part that the window was where the wind came out of the sea. When I picked up the small towel cloth and was about to patch it into the window, I fell silent for a moment and glanced in all directions. My body automatically went to check the bottom of the bed, but it was empty. Then, under the study desk and behind the wardrobe. How did he know there was a window in my room? What's more, a little detail about those gaps. All this time, I never invited anyone into my private room. All guests are always in the living room, nothing more than that. This room is also always closed, either after entering or going outside. The towel in my hand fell down and I locked the door, then went to sleep wearing nothing.

Unexpectedly, a dream full of darkness approached. I can't think of it as real, because I can't see my physical form from my hands or feet. As if, I'm supernatural. At the time of my busyness in looking around, suddenly appeared a woman who was shedding tears without giving the slightest look of sadness. It was me, Lilian Ashley. We stood face to face, as if looking in the mirror.

Deja vu, this dream is like the one I saw when amnesia hit me.

"You better be dead, really dead."

The sentence was uttered from his mouth with a cruel impression.

"I swear to help nature make you die, Ashley! No, I'm Ashley too. No, you're Ashley too. Not .. We're different."

His words really sound elusive. For some reason, my mouth refused to move when I was about to reply.

Instantly his body was attracted, as if it was lightly slammed horizontally. I took the initiative to chase after him, but his speed was out of bounds until I lost track.

"NO! PLEASE, NOT AGAIN!"

That echoing voice. Shouts and moans that contain great frustration. I know very well, Zack is here. Quickly, the person I correctly guessed as the screamer had galloped past me. One hand extended forward, which of course was chasing the woman named Ashley earlier.

Suddenly, a great clashing sound rang out and made me look back and forth.

Missing. It all went back dark. I also rotate the body many times to look for circumstances like that, but the result is nil.

"Don't go, please."

My head turned back and managed to find in front of the right face Zack with myself was facing the face of the death. Then, for the umpteenth time Ashley in front of my eyes was blown away and lost in the darkness. The man who was feeling the overwhelming sadness began to gasp and panic. His head turned in all directions, and was definitely looking for what he had lost before him earlier.

"I just want to be with Ashley!" growled. "Ashley! Where are you!"

Is this what the real look was like when Zack lost me? So appalling. I became eager to hug her and say that my presence was by her side. His love for me can not be doubted, his bitterness looks really make me pity.

"ASHLEY!"

Shouts echoed from him that made me surprised instead of playing. I wanted to run far away, but my body froze. The scenery that I don't want to see, is clearly displayed.

Zack thrust a knife into his chest, then pulled it out and re-poked it into the same area many times.

"WE HAVE TO LIVE THE SAME LIFE!" it was cut without falling even a bit.

Is this what he always did when I had death many times? That hurts so much! Isn't it in her brain that her behavior is impossible for me to like? There is no word of wonder if his dual personality arises due to the pain he suffered.

More surprisingly, Zack fell right in front of me and his body lay limp in his gaze upwards.

I soared in shock with my eyes wide and rose from sleep. Breathing that begins to pant as quietly as possible. My eyes closed for a moment, then flicked the front hair with my hands while remembering the nightmare. I felt that it was not a dream, but a vision of a fact not previously seen by me. But why would a woman like me say that we are a different Ashley? She must be just a duplicate of me and part of a strange sleeping flower. So, I shouldn't have thought about it.

When I wanted to go back to sleep, my head accidentally turned to the study table and saw something that stuck. I stood on the floor and watched the arrangement of the book where one of the books protruded out a little. That's my diary. Immediately, I checked the condition of the book and found that the padlock that locked it was open. Wait, did you forget to lock it?

I guess not.

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