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At the end of the 21st century, global chemical warfare left the planet nearly inhabitable. Living space is now Earth's most valuable resource. Only two territories remain: The United Federation of Britain and The Colony. Workers from The Colony travel through the planet each day on the only transport possible: 'THE FALL.'
....
"Wake up"
He hears a voice telling him to wake up. He feels pain, dizziness. He opens his eyes revealing him lying on the floor in a medical room. He pushes himself off the floor but suddenly his vision becomes unfocused and pain he now feels almost makes him fall back. He rights himself as much as he can. He looks around and finds a young man with him.
"I cut the power, we've got about 10 seconds before that alarm brings an entire team down here."
He gets confused of to what this man is even saying. The man then reaches back to his holster and takes out a gun.
"Here." The man whispered handing him the gun. "Let's go."
"Go." He replies reloading the gun as if he knew exactly how to.
He now feels a sense of danger as they both head out with guns for an exit. They stop near the door to check for any soldiers. He takes a look and finds dead men in the hallway. He sees no one alive so he looks to the young man and tells him to go. They start running, the young man leading the way. The halls are all littered with dead bodies, the lights flickering making it hard to see in his state. They turn to another hall that looks like a dead end only to realize that there's a hatch being opened at the end of the hall with synthetic soldiers headed towards them. The young man points his gun and starts shooting. Seeing that the man's bullets are barley affecting the synthetics, he pulls him into a room shooting the hatch closed. He then finds a window leading outside, their escape. He goes to open the window while the man gives him cover. The man sees a live soldier pointing his gun at the small window. The soldier shoots through the glass to get at least a shot at one of them. The man starts shooting back to give him more time to open the gated window. He finally opens it letting the young man go out first, the man then reaches for his hand to help him out and grabs a hold of it. The soldier's gunfire almost gets him, so he shoots back to get more time while he's still holding on to the young man's hand. Unfortunately the time he needed wasn't enough, a bullet blasts through their joined hands causing them to let go and making the young man slip off the ledge but he quickly grabs the man's arm before he falls off of a 'who knows how tall' story building. He then feels electrical wires surrounding him, trapping him but he still holds on to the man.
"No, no, no." The young man uses as much strength to not let them take him away.
He can feel something pulling him, he knows he can't hold on much longer and that he'll have to let go.
"Let go, you have to go! Now!" He tells the young man.
"No, I won't leave you!"
"Let go."
He looks into the young man's eyes and tells him one last thing.
"I promise I'll find you, you have to go. Go!" He then lets go, now being dragged across the room and hits the hatch.
....
He wakes up, heart pounding and body sweating from the dream he's been having every night. He takes a deep breath and relaxes. He sits up getting out of the covers so he can breathe better. He doesn't know why he keeps having these dreams and that man, who was he? He's never seen him before.
"You had another nightmare?" His thoughts are interrupted by his wife of seven years, Kate. She reaches her arm over his shoulder pulling him for an embrace letting her soothe him to further relaxation.
"Yeah." He whispers.
"Baby, what am I going to do with you?" She asks him.
"I don't know." He sighs.
He gets up releasing himself from her.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She asks with a worried expression.
"There's nothing to talk about." He answers dryly.
He gets a glass of water and chugs it down.
"Same dream?" She asks.
"Mhhm." He confirms. "Same dream. Same time. I'm trapped, being chased. Can't get away. And then... I awake."
"And that's it? Just you? Nobody else?" She asks.
"Nah, just me." He's not sure why he lied about that to her. Maybe he's still trying to figure out who that man was.
"Is it me?" She asks.
"Is what you?" He asks confused.
"I don't know... you're alone, you can't get away. Is it us? Do I make you feel trapped?"
"No." He looks at her making sure she knows that's not true.
"I know this isn't exactly what we had in mind when we were younger but." She refers to the small flat they live in.
"This castle?" He says smiling remembering how he told her where they would live in when they were young.
"Who gets everything they fantasize about, right?" She says. "I've got you."
He smiles knowing she remembered too, remembered their fantasy.
"Come here." He tells her.
She rises from the bed and meets him at the end of the bed. He holds her, caressing her cheek and looking into her eyes.
"It's just a dream... that's all it is." He kisses her, losing himself, forgetting everything from the dream. He hears a phone beeping interrupting them.
"Oh come on." She pulls away to retrieve her phone. "Shit."
"What is it?" He asks.
"Another bombing in the UFB, passenger train. God damn resistance." She swears.
She grabs her medic uniform getting ready to help out those who were caught in the explosion.
"Ugh, I'm gonna have to catch the 6:30 departure. They're calling all emergency personnel to go up top." She grabs the last of her things and heads out. "I've gotta go."
She turns around and walks to him.
"We'll pick this up tonight, ok?" She says.
He nods knowing that the 'dream' conversation isn't over. That's all he wants, for these nightmares to be over. She gives him a short kiss and goes to the door, she turns around to tell him to a get a little sleep.
"Sleep scares me." He said
"Well, dream of me." She smiled.
"Okay." He smiled back.
She then leaves with a final word.
"But not in these pants."