The night was run by nightmares. Every time I woke up it would disappear but then when I would fall back to sleep again a new one would start up. It always started with Zane getting hurt then me then….him dying and me watching. It was horrible. But every time it was a different thing that killed us. The first time it was Scott. That was the worst one I had ever had. The second time, it was a tornado. The third time it was a zombie attack. I know weird and a Dawn of the Dead moment but it scared me. I had to watch him get ripped apart. I woke up crying the last time. I remember it clearly. We were standing beside the big tree laughing at something. Then in the distance we saw two people walking towards us. I frowned. It was Kendra and Grant. Kendra was wearing my white summer dress and Grant was wearing what Zane was wearing. I glanced over at Zane and he was frowning too. “Ollie,” Grant said his voice fading with the wind. It was strange and too sweet. “Come with me.”
