Saavan took the metro and went straight to the same apartment where he used to live in his 'dreams'. His heart was pounding. As he knocked on the door, a strange family emerged from inside. They looked at Saavan with surprise and told him they had been living there for the past several years.
Saavan's head began to spin. He thought to himself, "
So, was the doctor right? That office, that torture room, that girl... was all of that just a hallucination I saw in a coma?"
Saavan felt a strange sense of relief that he hadn't actually killed anyone.
To calm himself down, Saavan went to a nearby shopping mall. He entered McDonald's, ordered a burger, and sat in a corner chair. As he ate, he tried to convince himself,
"Saavan, you were scared for no reason. That was all just a nightmare that lasted seven years. Now you're free.
" Sawan was about to get up and leave when his breath stopped.
Among the crowd, he saw the same girl. The same face, the same eyes... the one he had brutally tortured in his dreams and later loved. But there was a huge difference—the girl was perfectly fine, talking to someone on the phone and laughing. Her tongue was intact, and there were no injuries on her body.
The same slanted look returned to Sawan's eyes. His mind screamed, "If this was a dream, how could this girl be here in reality?" Sawan's body trembled, but this time not with fear, but with a strange passion.
He began to follow the girl like a madman. Sawan's height and his frightening shadow stood out in the crowd. The girl felt someone following her. She didn't look back, but she quickened her pace.
The girl sprinted through the mall's aisles, and Savannah stalked her like a predator, cutting through the crowds. He now needed answers—did the girl know Savannah?