"(Wake up! I know you can hear me, so wake up! I'll keep talking to you every time you sleep, I will remind you every time you're with.......... her. You can't escape who you are, or should I say, what you are?)"
Red bolted up right. It's been 3 months since he last slept a full night, but lately, his dreams have being visited by a familiar voice. Light was seeping through the curtains of his one roomed flat; he turned over onto his side and wished he was sleeping peacefully. The light was disappearing and he was falling into an uneasy sleep when someone knocked loudly at his door.
"Who... what...who the hell is it?"
"It's me, open the door Red, I really need to talk". It was Sara, her beautiful voice filled his head and he felt dizzy and strangely comforted.
"Hold on... I'm getting up". He rolled out of bed and hit the floor with a thud.
His once, spiked blond hair was sitting on edge and his clothes were stained and wrinkled. He staggered over to the door and fumbled about with the lock before letting a worried looking Sara into his dingy flat.
"You really should tidy this place you know." Sara said while biting her nails.
"Well, if that's all you wanted, I'll show you to the door". He knew he was being harsh and knew fully well that wasn't what she was here for.
"Ok... what's wrong".
"Look, do you remember the promise you made to me five years ago? Because you kinda owe me that promise." He searched his brain for the promise he made to her, yet couldn't find one, he couldn't even remember what happened last night than five years ago.
"Look, it was a long time, refresh my memory."...