CHAPTER 125

                                            FIFTEEN YEARS LATER

Very early in the morning, Hunter sat on the floor of his room, his back against the door and his knees up against his chest. He was staring at the ceiling with almost vacant eyes, he sniffed, wiping away the tears that had streamed down his cheeks as all the events that happened in his dream whirled viciously inside his head. He couldn't understand why he kept on dreaming about the same person all the time. He started having these dreamlike visions ever since he turned ten and now, five years later, it continued, nothing changed. The way he remembered it happening five years ago was the same way it kept on happening. The man in his dreams looks so familiar yet strange at the same time. In his dreams,