Sebastian ducked his head and turned away enough to hide his face better. He was trying to forget and pretend it was no big deal. Because dreams were stupid, annoying reminders of things that didn't matter when you were awake.
"They're not real. It's just...the...shadows."
Just the shadows moving. Just the shadows shaped like people. Like clouds. You think you see something, but it's not real. Not real. Not a person. Not Christian Scott standing right there just beyond his ability to know for sure.
It could have been anything. His imagination. A long forgotten memory. And when he closed his eyes, just for a moment, he could almost feel the rain on his face right before he physically jerked back from the fist that wasn't there when he opened his eyes and stared into the same shadow. The bat hitting the floor was thankfully louder than the beating of his heart.
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"They're not real. It's just...the...shadows."
Just the shadows moving. Just the shadows shaped like people. Like clouds. You think you see something, but it's not real. Not real. Not a person. Not Christian Scott standing right there just beyond his ability to know for sure.
It could have been anything. His imagination. A long forgotten memory. And when he closed his eyes, just for a moment, he could almost feel the rain on his face right before he physically jerked back from the fist that wasn't there when he opened his eyes and stared into the same shadow. The bat hitting the floor was thankfully louder than the beating of his heart.