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What are dreams but the reality of the mind? Dive in and follow Shane through many trials. |
| Shane Edwards was a Businessman from a remote location in japan, he moved to America at a young age with his mother to escape the blight of his best friend’s death and the memory’s that plagued him so deeply. She was always rambling about fantasies of magic and knights she had met in her dreams, stories that kept our young stock broker from the pits of depression. To this day he still believes there had to be at least one part that was real from the smile it brought to his friend’s face. He wanted to believe that it wasn’t a lie that took from him the girl he cared for. Shane to this day believed there was something worth fighting for even in such a cruel world, Dreams… He thought if you truly cared for an ideal and thought you should raise it up and carry it to the end with you. But to make any dream come true you need the finances and manpower to do so this was the reality of the life Shane lived and the point of his career choice. Today Is the first day of a new job and a good chance to start his new life. As the light of the city sunrise and the sound of horns and passing workers ques through Shane’s window the dust in the room settling from the motion of the curtains the alarm rings its average buzzing loud and agonizing as ever a hand slips out from under the covers and hits snooze as the young man rises to his feet and scratches his slight facial stubble. Shane yawns and stretches locking one arm behind his head followed by the opposing. Shane heads out and into the bathroom and begins dressing himself in his nice suit payed for by the money he got for graduation from college. He slips his tie into place tightening the knot around his neck, He pulled forth a single blade razor and began a wet shave. A moment later and he has already breached the kitchen and at last the door. He began his walk to work which was located 3 blocks away from his currant housing. Passing through the busy streets not a single person so much as glanced at him. Shane made a stop by a local coffee shop the type popular with hipsters and gamers. He ordered a simple Mocha and headed on his way letting out a sigh as he made it past the light a familiar buzz made way in his pocket, pulling out his Phone he saw a text from a strange number. The man of course opened the text to reply with a “Wrong Number” Message however what he saw surprised him. “She lives in dreams undiscovered” followed by a picture of his friend’s grave marker. Shane furrowed his brow angrily and replied, “Who are you, you have to be one sick bastard to joke like that.” Just as Shane hit send he heard a few people scream and felt a quick and hard force hit his head. He had been shot and to the surprise of the paramedics it had not been entirely lethal. He had a chance to recover or die in the operating room. He slipped in and out of consciousness unable to hear or see anything correctly it sounded muffled and looked blurred and for the most part hurt. His thoughts were scrambled and everywhere a faint beep could be heard a flat line. Young Shane was alone in the dark unable to think or feel much of anything except this single dot in front of him almost like when you rub your eyes or get a crumb on your phone screen. It was simple yet maddening a faint sound echoing from it, The sound of a ting on glass it was annoying he swatted at it and heard it louder and louder. A rhythmic sound echoed through the air as it faded to a click only a second apart from the next then a voice saying what sounds like “follow?” so he moved towards the dot slowly then faster until in a full sprint it must have been a full 30 minutes and yet he fought through by the encouragement of his mind. He found his way to a small stone that said a simple word “Dream” after exerting so much effort he was highly disappointed he laid still clutching the small stone and fell asleep. A choice appeared in his mind corresponding with a question. “What is important to me….” |
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