I woke up with somebody shaking me. I had a strange dream and mom was shaking me. I had probably slept for too long and she thought I was dead or something. I opened my eyes and realized that I wasn’t in my own room. I was in somebody’s car. Not my own, our car wasn’t this fancy.

I could hear Amy’s voice saying my name over and over, “Kris, Kris, Kris!” I looked over at her, she was wearing an eyepatch over her left eye, and her pink dress was stained with a deep red colour.

“So it wasn’t a dream?” I asked, hoping for her to say that I was actually still asleep.

“Nope.” She looked sad, “Come on.” Amy hopped out of the car with me following. She lead me to where Cameron was waiting with Amy’s mom. Amy’s mom noticed us and brought us into her car, she was driving us home.