Dream: The Loop [MileApo]

Dream: The Loop

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"its hard to breathe."

"you have asthma?"

"no its not asthma."

"what do you think it is."

...

"it happens everytime i see that dream. i see it everyday."

"describe your dream."

he sighs.

'°•♧•°'

he keeps running and running, breathless. yet behind him the person was casually walking with an axe, he couldn't see the face.

he is stuck in this loop, it repeats not knowing whether its day or night.

an alley, with an entry but no exist.

he's alone.

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pinned on the wall with no sign of escaping. he doesn't know what to do, he has become a prey facing his hunter yet he has no clue on what the hunter wants.

kill him?

what's the point. in subtraction of just a human out of this world in a second, added will be more within few minutes all over the world.

one life less has no profit, might be a loss to one.

but who cares?

hunter got closer as the prey stepped back.

"please don't come any closer"
"i didn't do anything i swear."

a laugh of a maniac echoed, it was dark it was evil. it was enough to make someone shit in their pants.

"oh silly.."
"you want mercy?"

mercy? what mercy? the same person appearing everytime as he goes to his dreamland, everytime the same words repeating yet it still feels new.

"i asked you something."

'if i answer, will you accept?'

"looks like you won't talk. will you? nattawin?"

his eyes widened. everytime the person says—"i asked you something.", usually the dream ends there. why is it not going yet and most importantly

'how does he know my name..'

"damn aren't you one innocent boy?
"you're in a loop"

"you are stuck in my world."

nothing made sense, he just stood there and listened.

the man scoffed.

"look around you, have you ever seen anyone other than you roaming around? when you sleep you always end up where you began. when you wake up the last thing you remember is the place you left from. isn't it always like that?"

...

the man sighed.

"i know its hard to process but"
"it is what it is."

within a blink of an eye nattawin flinched as he saw the man appeared infront of him.

he now can see every part of his hunter clearly

and he won't lie—

—his hunter is indeed beautiful.

his milky skin, his dark abyss eyes which is evil yet looks innocent, his body which—

'wait what the fuck am i thinking'

"are you done admiring me?"

"i am not admiring you."