I took a deep breath, considering
his words, when the sound of Chase’s cell phone ringing broke
through the silence. Chase answered the phone and his face beamed
immediately. I knew it was a girl on the line, but I didn’t
recognize the name he called her. Apparently things with Tatiana
had indeed not worked out. Chase gave me an apologetic smile and I
waved a dismissive hand at him. I put my guitar in the closet for
safekeeping and on my way home I fought the urge to drive past
Aurora’s.
Chapter 7
“Trey….”
I heard the soft whisper of my name, and I
turned to look over my shoulder just in time to catch a glimpse of
a woman. Even from a distance I could tell that she was staring at
me, but she backed away into the shadows after I looked up. I stood
up slowly and realized that the cool, smooth feel against my bare
feet was actually several layers of silk material in red hues
spread across a hard floor. I glanced around quickly, trying to
take in my surroundings. I didn’t recognize this place, at least
not in real life. I was aware that this was a dream though, because
I had visited this same spot every night in my sleep for the last
three weeks. I took a few steps forward until I felt the cool stone
of the floor against my feet. Another sheet of silk was hanging
down in front of me, obscuring my view. I thought I caught another
glimpse of the woman as I reached out to brush it out of my way. I
rounded the corner I’d seen her disappear into and found myself
standing at one end of a hallway. I stepped onto the threadbare rug
that ran the length of the hall and made my way to the front door.
Just before I reached it, I remembered that it wasn’t really a door
at all, but an archway with more silk material hanging down from
the ceiling to block my view of what or who might be inside. I slid
the curtain aside and saw that the room was empty save for a few
flickering candles and a flowering plant in the corner.
Disappointed, I let the curtain of silk fall
back into place and glanced down the hallway again. I realized that
I had known the room was empty before I’d checked, because I’d seen
it before in this same dream. I looked at the other curtained
archways in the hall and tried to pull from my subconscious any
prior knowledge I may have tucked away to avoid retracing my steps.
My brow furrowed as I focused my train of thought, but nothing came
to me. I decided my best shot at finding her, whoever she was, was
to just keep going and hope that I caught up with her before I
awoke.
The second room was not unlike the first and
I disregarded it quickly once I realized that my mystery woman
wasn’t in it. I moved on to the third archway but as I reached to
pull the silken curtain aside, I heard another whisper coming from
behind me. It was her. She was calling to me again. Her voice
echoed off the stone on the walls and floor and carried to the very
core of me, sending a chill up my spine. I recognized that voice …
and not just because I’d been hearing it in my dreams every night.
I spun on my heels and cast my eyes about, hoping to glimpse her
nearby, but she was nowhere to be seen.
“Where are you?” I asked, realizing that I
sounded as desperate as I felt. She didn’t answer right away, and I
was suddenly aware that this part of my dream was new. Up until now
I had only been remembering things as I did them again, but I was
distinctly aware of the fact that I had never called out to her.
Eager to see if my new attempts might bring about a change I called
out again. “How can I find you?” I asked, scanning the hallway
carefully with my eyes as I walked back toward the end where I had
come from. “Is something keeping you from me?” I urged, praying for
a response. I heard a whisper of something I couldn’t understand,
like a breeze that passed by too quickly to enjoy. I closed my eyes
and took a deep breath, trying to clear my head, but when I opened
them again I was staring at the
his words, when the sound of Chase’s cell phone ringing broke
through the silence. Chase answered the phone and his face beamed
immediately. I knew it was a girl on the line, but I didn’t
recognize the name he called her. Apparently things with Tatiana
had indeed not worked out. Chase gave me an apologetic smile and I
waved a dismissive hand at him. I put my guitar in the closet for
safekeeping and on my way home I fought the urge to drive past
Aurora’s.
Chapter 7
“Trey….”
I heard the soft whisper of my name, and I
turned to look over my shoulder just in time to catch a glimpse of
a woman. Even from a distance I could tell that she was staring at
me, but she backed away into the shadows after I looked up. I stood
up slowly and realized that the cool, smooth feel against my bare
feet was actually several layers of silk material in red hues
spread across a hard floor. I glanced around quickly, trying to
take in my surroundings. I didn’t recognize this place, at least
not in real life. I was aware that this was a dream though, because
I had visited this same spot every night in my sleep for the last
three weeks. I took a few steps forward until I felt the cool stone
of the floor against my feet. Another sheet of silk was hanging
down in front of me, obscuring my view. I thought I caught another
glimpse of the woman as I reached out to brush it out of my way. I
rounded the corner I’d seen her disappear into and found myself
standing at one end of a hallway. I stepped onto the threadbare rug
that ran the length of the hall and made my way to the front door.
Just before I reached it, I remembered that it wasn’t really a door
at all, but an archway with more silk material hanging down from
the ceiling to block my view of what or who might be inside. I slid
the curtain aside and saw that the room was empty save for a few
flickering candles and a flowering plant in the corner.
Disappointed, I let the curtain of silk fall
back into place and glanced down the hallway again. I realized that
I had known the room was empty before I’d checked, because I’d seen
it before in this same dream. I looked at the other curtained
archways in the hall and tried to pull from my subconscious any
prior knowledge I may have tucked away to avoid retracing my steps.
My brow furrowed as I focused my train of thought, but nothing came
to me. I decided my best shot at finding her, whoever she was, was
to just keep going and hope that I caught up with her before I
awoke.
The second room was not unlike the first and
I disregarded it quickly once I realized that my mystery woman
wasn’t in it. I moved on to the third archway but as I reached to
pull the silken curtain aside, I heard another whisper coming from
behind me. It was her. She was calling to me again. Her voice
echoed off the stone on the walls and floor and carried to the very
core of me, sending a chill up my spine. I recognized that voice …
and not just because I’d been hearing it in my dreams every night.
I spun on my heels and cast my eyes about, hoping to glimpse her
nearby, but she was nowhere to be seen.
“Where are you?” I asked, realizing that I
sounded as desperate as I felt. She didn’t answer right away, and I
was suddenly aware that this part of my dream was new. Up until now
I had only been remembering things as I did them again, but I was
distinctly aware of the fact that I had never called out to her.
Eager to see if my new attempts might bring about a change I called
out again. “How can I find you?” I asked, scanning the hallway
carefully with my eyes as I walked back toward the end where I had
come from. “Is something keeping you from me?” I urged, praying for
a response. I heard a whisper of something I couldn’t understand,
like a breeze that passed by too quickly to enjoy. I closed my eyes
and took a deep breath, trying to clear my head, but when I opened
them again I was staring at the
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