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‘Dreams, nightmares, fantasies, call them what you want, I will still have them of you.‘
Crosshair, was sedated. Heavily so. His dreams all too vivid for his tastes. Was it all real or something else? A fantasy concocted by a lonely mind trying to find something to latch onto? Or was it happening somewhere, out of the realm of reality, some kind of fantasy? Or was it the worst case scenario for Crosshair after all. Him dying while doing the right thing?
“Can you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“Can you see me?”
“No.”
“I am right here, by your side.”
A pause.
“Mayday.”
“Yes sweetheart, it’s me.”
Another pause.
“Where am I?”
“Restrained. On a bio bed. They’ve got you this time. Got you good.”
“How?”
“You died.”
“So did you.”
“Maybe.”
“How are you here then? If I am dead and you are… something else?”
“You needed me.”
“Is that all that it took?”
“Yes. What else did you think?”
Silence
“I’ve missed you.”
“I know.”
“You felt me missing you? Is that the reason you are here?”
“I did.”
“That’s what’s brought you here? To this, place, whatever it is?”
“Yes. You sound, surprised?”
“I am.”
“Why?”
“I didn’t think… that you would be…”
“Well, you were wrong. And I am here now.”
“Simple as that?”
“Simple, as that.”