Part one
Roy was reading a book when his phone started to ring.Whoever he or she was disturbing his reading time made him angry
"Who the hell is it."He picked up the phone.
"Listen,I want you to listen to me very careful.Don't fall asleep tonight."The voice which sounded familiar to Roy but he couldn't recognize who was it.
"Who the hell are you."
"I'm you,listen,I know it's hard to explain but everything I tell you is true,because If you fall asleep tonight you are going to be trapped in the dream,and the only thing that can connect with the outside world the true world is the phone that now I'm using,I know it sounds crazy,but please don't fall asleep."
"You mean I am from your pass-self,you my future-self."
"Yes."
"So tell me what exactly will happen if I trap in my dream."
"You are in a snowfield with glass-like sky,and the sky itself is translucent."
"So if I don't fall asleep,what will happen to you then."
"I don't know,maybe wake up."
"Man I think you're sick."
"But it's all true,why should I lie to myself."
"You creeper,nuthead,now piss off before I call the cops and say some psycho is abducted by his dream."
"Listen to me I'm not joking."
"Piss Offffff,you nuuuuuut."He hanged up and decided to sleep
Tiredness was like a pajama,Roy could wear it whenever he want,but this time tiredness was like a cage locked him up in a place of nothingness .He was trapped in a psychological place with white walls surrounded him.He couldn't touch them as if those walls didn't even exist.He went closer and closer tried to touch it with his outstretched hands but all he could touch was air.Later he realized there wasn't a thing called floor,what he stepped on was thin air,and he never drop to whatever it was below.He thought it's worst than being kept in a cage.He wandering without purpose,didn't know which directions he was going,like a lonely traveler of celestial land searching god for redemption.
"If I am in a dream.It means I may control it."As weird as it sounded like,but he tried to focus on the thought,kept telling himself there will be a door,and behind the door the snowfield,and it was like God just received his pray and led him to the brave new world.
Suddenly ahead of him the white walls opened like the curtains were shoving aside by invisible hands,revealing a doorway to the snowfield.
Staring at the new world,he couldn't find a word to describe what he saw,he saw spurs lined up upon the horizon,the sky the color of water,and most importantly was the land itself,covered by snow and scarred by the scarlet rose.He was stunned by its beauty,it's unimaginable beauty seduced him closer and closer until he step upon the crisp snow should he know the cold was like stings penetrated his skin,and that moment he felt the pain.He tried to go all his way back to that place surrounded by the walls,he took one step back and hoped to regain heat in the place of whit walls but all he felt was the icy air gnawed him.He turned back to check the doorway's direction and there was no door,no broken white sheet hanged in the middle of air,and suddenly he felt like his heart was frozen,hope of beauty faded away replaced by the cruelty of the snowfields.He was now alone in a land of panic and unforgivable dream.
His eyes closed as if fell asleep in his own dream might be his last opportunity,hoping the weariness and tiredness would shroud him again in its greeting warmth.He focused and focused,and nothing came except the roaring wind slapping his face and telling him to face the truth:Now there was only despair and regret of not listening the guy from the phone.He felt ashamed of his stupidity and carelessness,and tried to put down this unreal stone.
"You stupid little shit."A voice shouting in his mind
"Shut up."He said out loud,almost shouting at the roaring wind.
"Ain't there nothing you could do,you stupid."He couldn't block his own mind.
"Of course there is if you shut up."Defiance in his tone commanded he himself to shut up.
"I will not,as long as you are alive I will never shut up."
"Any suggestions"
"Yes,now listen,you gotta know where and what the hell is this place."
"Like Norway or some other Northern Europe country."
"No,you are in your own dream,and it's not even fucking real."
"So where the hell am I supposed to be,my imaginary Norway then,maybe even Alaska."
"You are right,and now second step is observing this place,and don't miss any details."
"Yes.By the way what is the third ste.."He was interrupted by the thumping sound under his feet.
"It can't be!My phone are supposed to be rested upon my nightstand."he searched through all the pockets of his pajama,and he couldn't find it.
"Where the hell is it?Is it under my feet."He looked down to the snow-covered ground,and felt the thumping under his feet.
"Holy Shit."He bent down staring at the snow and began to shovel the snow away by his hand and slowly he dug a hole on the ground,and from it he fished out a ringing phone.
"Who is this."He asked.
"It's me,Roy."
"So this is real.I mean what you told me earlier."
"Yes. I'm here to tell you something bad is coming for you,you need to hurry."
"What do you mean?What bad thing?"
"I can't say what is coming for you. I'm not sure,but whatever it is,it's something bad. I can feel it."
"Where are you now?"
"I can't tell you now,because you don't have much time."
"What the fuck do you mean?"
"You need to run and hide."
"You must know something,you are the one who called me earlier."
"I'm the one,but I am not the first one."
"You mean there are so many of us,so many MEs."
"Yes."
"Shit,can you tell me more what's happening to me,to us."
"You don't have much time,but listen don't let that fucker catch you,you understand!!! I don't want you to be one of us again."
"Where are you!????"
"Be careful."
"Hello,any one there?"There is no one answer,
And when he check the phone he found its battery was flat,maybe it never had been charged before.
"Shit,shit,shit."He whispered under his breath.
What the hell is it he was trying to warn Roy? He didn't know,but it's time of running and hiding for he too felt the presence of evil approaching him. It's his dream after all,but there was something unfamiliar to him made him to think what if he is dreaming somebody's else dream like you walked into a room which was similar to yours but It's not yours. Are those versions truly exist in his mind before,though the setting of landscapes was no doubt his,but his six scenes told him no.
