You bolt awake but you’re not immediately sure what awakened you. You
fumble for your cell phone to check the time, but as you reach for the bedside
table, your hand passes through it as if it were mist. After a moment…

Saran Gua

There’s nothing like sleeping in a nice warm bed after along tiring day. I never close the curtains when I go to bed, I always let the moonlight glow through the window. Why? You ask…because the moon always made me feel safe and protected me from nightmares. I was sleeping for quite some time when suddenly I bolted awake. As I looked out the window, I saw that the moon was still high up. So I decided to check the time on my phone. But just as I reached for the phone on the bedside table, my hand went right through. I tried again but came up with the same result. I didn’t understand what was going but then I noticed something to my right. Or someone. There by the door stood a man wearing a black cloak. He said my name and asked me to come with him calmly. Normally when people see something like that they would scream like bloody murder. But for some reason I felt like I could trust him, like I know him from somewhere. When I followed the cloaked man through the door, instead of ending up in the corridor, where I came through shocked me. We were in what I imagined would be the underworld. I wanted to ask him why we were Here. But he beat me to it saying: “It’s time for you to remember”. He looked at me with an expression I couldn’t comprehend and touched my forehead. Then, every memory that I’ve personally sealed away came rushing back to me like a tidal wave. There were so many images that my knees felt weak and I fell. But the man was holding me, keeping me from falling down. When I looked at the man’s eyes I realized why he felt familiar. He’s my –