After realizing he is dreaming, a teenage boy chooses to resurrect his recently deceased best friend. The question then becomes: will he awake?
“Jason,” a girl’s voice says, muffled from behind the door. I wait a few moments, my back to the door. “Jason,” she repeats. I purse my lips, and I listen to my heavy breathing. The tapping on the door continues. I consider dreaming about something else. But I have already made up my mind, it seems, for no matter how hard I think of other things, happier things, the tapping on my door continues. Suddenly the tapping stops, and I hear the familiar creak of my door as it opens. I blink, and my room is clean again. But I’m afraid to turn around. I’m afraid of what she’ll look like. I feel a warm hand on my shoulder. And I turn.
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