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these things. Lately, my dreams have become darker and scarier. Am I getting
these dreams for a reason? Is there something I am supposed to be doing? I
don’t know what any of this means.’
‘Have faith in your dreams,’ said Brendan. ‘You are
shown what you need to see.’
‘But why do I get them?’
‘I don’t know. This could be the work of God. It
might be the work of the Devil. It might be some strange energy thing that
makes people in this town dream strange things. I cannot tell you the source. I
can only tell you what I know. I am like a beacon of light in the night. I am
just here to guide you further along your path. This is my destiny. There is
something I have to give you, but I don’t know what it is.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘I have dreamt of giving you something that is
important of you, but I think it is a prediction that I haven’t predicted yet.’
‘So, in the near future you will dream something
that will help me?’
‘Yes. That is my role. I don’t know why, but I
believe this is important.’
‘I don’t understand any of this.’
‘I know, but you are important. I don’t know why,
but I have dreamt of you for years. You are important, Logan.’
Chapter
Thirty-Three: Uninvited Visitor
***
I locked the car door and looked up at the heavens
above. The stars were starting to come out. I had spent the better part of the
day with Brendan. He had seen so much. It was a waiting game now. It can’t be a
coincidence that I meet him three days before the end of the world. There has
to be a higher meaning to all this.
‘Hi, Logan...’
The flames of anger roared within the depths of my
stomach.
I was shocked by how angry I was at the sound of her
voice.
‘What are you doing here, Samantha?’ My
ex-girlfriend was sitting in the shadows by the front door of my house.
‘I wanted to talk to you.’
‘I have nothing to say.’
‘You can’t hate me forever,’ replied Samantha. ‘We
need to talk about our baby.’
‘YOU KILLED OUR BABY!’ My voice echoed off into the
silent night.
‘I’m sorry for what I did. I wish I could go back
and change it. I miss you.’
I released a long breath and tried to control my
temper. ‘Go away, Samantha. I have nothing more to say to you. What you did was
beyond forgiveness. Just leave me alone.’
‘I love you.’
‘I hate you.’
‘I-I was scared.’
‘You should have spoken to me when you had the
chance.’ I walked by her and slipped my key into the lock. I could hear Lucy
yapping in the living room. ‘This wasn’t an accident. We wanted this baby. You
killed it.’ The front door opened and I went to step inside, but then she said
something. She said something that awoke a part of me I didn’t know existed.
‘I did it for you.’
I grabbed her by the throat and pinned her up
against the wall of the house. I raised my fist towards her face. ‘HOW DARE YOU
SAY THAT? YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU KILLED MY BABY. YOU DID! DON’T YOU DARE PUT THIS
ON ME! GET THE FUCK OFF MY GARDEN AND IF YOU EVER COME HERE AGAIN I WILL MURDER
YOU.’ I tossed her onto the garden. Samantha landed with a heavy thud and
whimpered. Her knee had clipped a stone. She began to bleed. Instantly, guilt
and shock rushed through the core of my system.
What have I just done?
Our eyes met.
I don’t know who was more shocked.
I turned away and rushed inside.
Chapter
Thirty-Four: Tears of Rage
***
What did I do? What did I do? Did I really raise my
hand to a woman? Did I really throw her to the ground? What have I become? This
isn’t me. This isn’t the person that I am. I don’t know what came over me. I
just feel so angry when she talks about my baby. I just want my baby. Why did
she have to kill my baby?
I buried my head into the palms of my hands and
sobbed.
‘I just want my baby.’
A wet nose was pressed up against my arm. I lifted
my head and looked at Lucy. She had her tail down and
these things. Lately, my dreams have become darker and scarier. Am I getting
these dreams for a reason? Is there something I am supposed to be doing? I
don’t know what any of this means.’
‘Have faith in your dreams,’ said Brendan. ‘You are
shown what you need to see.’
‘But why do I get them?’
‘I don’t know. This could be the work of God. It
might be the work of the Devil. It might be some strange energy thing that
makes people in this town dream strange things. I cannot tell you the source. I
can only tell you what I know. I am like a beacon of light in the night. I am
just here to guide you further along your path. This is my destiny. There is
something I have to give you, but I don’t know what it is.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘I have dreamt of giving you something that is
important of you, but I think it is a prediction that I haven’t predicted yet.’
‘So, in the near future you will dream something
that will help me?’
‘Yes. That is my role. I don’t know why, but I
believe this is important.’
‘I don’t understand any of this.’
‘I know, but you are important. I don’t know why,
but I have dreamt of you for years. You are important, Logan.’
Chapter
Thirty-Three: Uninvited Visitor
***
I locked the car door and looked up at the heavens
above. The stars were starting to come out. I had spent the better part of the
day with Brendan. He had seen so much. It was a waiting game now. It can’t be a
coincidence that I meet him three days before the end of the world. There has
to be a higher meaning to all this.
‘Hi, Logan...’
The flames of anger roared within the depths of my
stomach.
I was shocked by how angry I was at the sound of her
voice.
‘What are you doing here, Samantha?’ My
ex-girlfriend was sitting in the shadows by the front door of my house.
‘I wanted to talk to you.’
‘I have nothing to say.’
‘You can’t hate me forever,’ replied Samantha. ‘We
need to talk about our baby.’
‘YOU KILLED OUR BABY!’ My voice echoed off into the
silent night.
‘I’m sorry for what I did. I wish I could go back
and change it. I miss you.’
I released a long breath and tried to control my
temper. ‘Go away, Samantha. I have nothing more to say to you. What you did was
beyond forgiveness. Just leave me alone.’
‘I love you.’
‘I hate you.’
‘I-I was scared.’
‘You should have spoken to me when you had the
chance.’ I walked by her and slipped my key into the lock. I could hear Lucy
yapping in the living room. ‘This wasn’t an accident. We wanted this baby. You
killed it.’ The front door opened and I went to step inside, but then she said
something. She said something that awoke a part of me I didn’t know existed.
‘I did it for you.’
I grabbed her by the throat and pinned her up
against the wall of the house. I raised my fist towards her face. ‘HOW DARE YOU
SAY THAT? YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU KILLED MY BABY. YOU DID! DON’T YOU DARE PUT THIS
ON ME! GET THE FUCK OFF MY GARDEN AND IF YOU EVER COME HERE AGAIN I WILL MURDER
YOU.’ I tossed her onto the garden. Samantha landed with a heavy thud and
whimpered. Her knee had clipped a stone. She began to bleed. Instantly, guilt
and shock rushed through the core of my system.
What have I just done?
Our eyes met.
I don’t know who was more shocked.
I turned away and rushed inside.
Chapter
Thirty-Four: Tears of Rage
***
What did I do? What did I do? Did I really raise my
hand to a woman? Did I really throw her to the ground? What have I become? This
isn’t me. This isn’t the person that I am. I don’t know what came over me. I
just feel so angry when she talks about my baby. I just want my baby. Why did
she have to kill my baby?
I buried my head into the palms of my hands and
sobbed.
‘I just want my baby.’
A wet nose was pressed up against my arm. I lifted
my head and looked at Lucy. She had her tail down and
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