[ 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 .

It lasted much longer this last time. The dreams before had been short. Amazing, but short. The wave runners by the sunset on the first. I remember we were talking and she just said''we're going to ride the waves.'' then... Driving wildly through the city in the next... Then the casino, we put it all on black and won. It was her idea,''we're going to play the casino, we're playing it all'' and I was so into it, it was new, and a rush... And then the last dream, it lasted hours. Nothing so outlandish as the others, but it was good to just dream with her. 
 
 And now, she's right there... Sipping tea. Just like the first dream started, I think. But in real life. Right in front of me. Just sitting there. She keeps the bag in the water, I remember that, too. 
 
 I sit near her, where she can see me, but I wo n't initiate a conversation, who knows, maybe I've just seen her around and made it all up. There's no way that she's g- 
 
''Evan?'' her voice is hopeful, but cracks like her throat is made of paper. 
 
 I just stare, I freak, what could I possibly say? 
 
 After a long moment, she freaks, too.''I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else, i'm sorry, I've got t-'' 
 
''Evelynne,'' I reply. She laughs, smiles, we both do, and stare. My heart is hollow and racing and I weakly slip into the seat across from her.''how is this even possible?'' 
 
 She just beams, her eyes dance and her smile radiates our emotion. I'm fidgetting in my jacket pockets, she idly dips the tea bag again and again.''Evan, I.. I do n't know. What do you think is going on?'' 
 
''I do n't know, but it's incredible.'' I just stare at her. At her smile, her arms, her wrist, the bag. The swinging teabag, just back and forth, carelessly, just, care free. Staring. 
 
''Evan, dear, are you okay?'' 
 
 I stare. I can only stare. 
 
 She whispers. It's new, and a rush, and it's beautiful.''Evan, we're going to kill Doctor Edmund Alexander Hallstead.''
