[ WP ] You possess the ability of persistent lucid dreaming . Accompanied by a strange man/woman , together you build a world you revisit every night . One day you see them at a coffee shop . You immediately recognize each other .

Surprise registers in her eyes as soon as she notices me. It only takes seconds for it to turn into turn into definite recognition. That look intensifies. I'm at a business lunch. One of the others is saying something. I ca n't get up without causing a scene. *She knows! It's real*. I'm thankful I did n't cry that out. 
 
 
 I think about the walls she built for me. In our city, in our world. I think about scaling them, eager to meet her. I remember the walls of her palace, her fortress really, smooth at first but suddenly growing out footholds for me as I will them into existence. I climb just like Romeo about to declare his love. 
 
 She always stops this playfulness when I reach her. I like to think she prefers the conclusion to our game more. As do I. 
 
 She has learnt to control her expression when I first thrust my knife into her but it quickly and always changes as I go in for the second, third, sixth delicious thrust. As her face twists painfully and her cries grow more and more animal like, I wake up. I am never satisfied. 
 
 
 Johnson is saying something to me. I answer. When I look at her again, she is gone. What have I done? Have I done something? 
 
 
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 Okay guys, this is the first time I'm doing this and English is not my first language. Go easy on me! 
 
 
 
 
 
 

