PART 1: Daydream
“Za’Niyah.” a woman’s voice called out. “Za’Niyah, we have, a surprise for you. The woman pointed and whispered, “Downstairs.” Za’Niyah paused. She grew curious of what this “surprise” could be. The woman guided Za’Niyah through a hall and to a door.
The door, was a light colored wood. With a polished finish. There was, a small, stained glass window, in the upper, center area. It looked fancy. The woman opened the door. She guided Za’Niyah downward black metal steps. Za’Niyah questioned quietly, “What are down these stairs?” She remained flattered.
A familiar man was at the bottom. He had a light teal hoodie over his head. with black pants on. The voice welcomed Za’Niyah. “Za’Niyah.” A coarse deep raspy voice called out. The man opened his arm to welcome her. Za’Niyah’s attention, turned to, black metal gates, at the bottom, of the stairs, and she pushed past the man rejecting his gesture.
Za’Niyah turned to see a woman. This woman, was, Carol. Within Carol’s hands was a crying or distraught younger female. Za’Niyah grew bored with the surpsise. It didn’t excite her. However she remained grateful for effort that went into the set up. She was, even happy, to see the female, within Carol’s arms, crying.
Za’Niyah woke up. “Damn.” It was just a dream. She thought about the dream. Tried to recall as much as she could. Nothing stood out within the dream. Except for the metal gates and metal steps. Both were all too familiar.
