The boy looked at me and winked. Stared back shocked couldhe see me? Could me dream really see me? Before I could seewhat happened next, a loud ringing shattered the dreamI sprang out of bed in a cold sweat. My phone had rung. Iwalked over to it. It was from my Mam. She was away on business and she wanted to know how I was doing. I wrote aquick sentence to her, saying I was OK.I sat at the foot of my bed. The image of the boy still playingthrough my mind. I wiped sweat of my brow and walked downstairs. I had been asleep for about an hour. It was already dark out.I sighed glumly. I put some popcorn in the microwave and satdown to watch a movie. I got about halfway through the movie before I fell asleep again.Like the last time, it started with a swirl of colours, whichlasted a few minutes before returning to normal. I was standingin a room with six other people in it. I recognised the boy in thered T-shirt and the girl called Alice.They were all talking quietly. I tried to move closer to hear well. As soon as I took my first step they all turned to face me.Alice reacted the quickest. In one move she had me pinedagainst the wall with a knife at my neck.“Who are you, are you one of them?” she shouted in my face.“Peace Alice, he is our newest member” said the boy. Alicegrunted but let me down any way. I rubbed my neck to check for any cuts.“What’s going on?” I asked. I sounded scared even though Iwas trying so hard not to.“This is the “Dreamers” HQ,” said Alice sitting down at atable.“Please, take a seat,” said the boy. I walked cautiously over tothe table. I sat down on the closest chair. I kept my guard up, Ididn’t know what was going on and I had a million and onequestions running through my head.“Wait what is the dreamers?”“We are people who in are dreams we fight off nightmares” saidthe boy.