This would end differently – I know it’s a dream in the first place.
I am behind a door. The room is pitch black. I feel nothing behind me but space and hear nothing but the whispers to not look back, so I don’t. Instead I keep my eyes on the bright outline of this door. I see the shadow cast when someone stands on the other side and leaves.
It is quiet on the other side. I turn the knob, push the door, and look out into a familiar room. There is a girl sitting on the floor with her back towards me.
“They won’t get you here,” she says.
I nod but I don’t know what she’s talking about. I walk towards her to face her but find myself walking back into place. I train my eyes on the back of her head and try again until the door I came through is in front of me. All I see the entire time is her back....