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Sara suddenly disappeared, and the ground started shaking. I couldn’t stand still anymore, I fell backwards and hit my head. It continued shaking and then it stopped. I raised my head up, and I was in a green field. It was the same field that I dreamt about earlier. This time, I was wary of my surroundings. Will the birds appear? Will Sam appear? Will I as a child appear? I waited, and nothing appeared at all.
I finally stood up and looked around. I tried walking slowly, and nothing tugged me back. I kept walking and suddenly a door appeared. I stood in my spot and didn’t move. I waited, but there was no voice. And then, the door opened. I didn’t move and just stared at the opening. It was dark and I couldn’t see anything beyond it.
I wanted to leave this place. I walked slowly towards the door, and then I heard a voice say, “Do you want it to stop?” I turned around and Boris was there. His face had long streaks of scars and blood dripping down of it. I tried to walk in his direction and he said, “Stop. You don’t want to be with me. You have been killing me for ten years!”
I froze. I didn’t know how to respond. Was Sara right? Did my aptitude test cause him such agony? Has he been trying all this time to find an answer to how I changed the scenarios to perfect my test results? What if it was true? What if I could change what I see? I closed my eyes tightly and imagined I was in my apartment. My small apartment that had a single bed, a small couch, a table, a tiny kitchen and a bathroom. I was laying down on my bed hugging the pillow. I wanted to feel warm and safe. Then suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder and I opened my eyes.
It was Boris, but this time, he didn’t have any scars and his face was clear. He smiled at me and said, “You did it.” He leaned closer to me and kissed my lips. It felt comforting and something was familiar to me, and then he stopped and looked at me. His face changed and he was angry. He pushed me down on my bed and jumped on me. He grabbed my hands and said, “Lina!” I screamed trying to free my hands. I couldn’t. I just looked at him and my eyes watered. His face changed and he was no longer angry but sad. He said, “We need to go back. Why can’t you go back? How long you want us to stay here? Is this what you want?”
I didn’t know what to say. I felt his grip getting looser but he kept my hands in place. He said, “I want to go back. We can’t keep doing this. You and I can’t keep playing this endless game.”
I tried to speak, but there was a loud bang. Boris looked back and said, “You have to get us out of here. I can’t do it by myself. I will die.”
I finally said, “Boris. Kill me.”
He looked back at me and said, “I can’t. I can’t.”
I said, “You have to so we can wake up.”
He stared at me and closed his eyes tightly. He let go of my hands and got off of me. He opened his eyes and stood next to the bed, and pulled out a gun from his waist. I said, “Do it! End it now!”
He raised the gun and pointed it at my head. He closed his eyes tightly and then he shot.