Short Stories

Mentalist Dream

So, recently... or for a long time now... I've been watching a TV show called mentalist. The main character is named Patrick Jane. He is a "mentalist" and solve most of the murder cases in the CBI. I guessed watching too much of that show can result in having him in your dream...

"I need a ride." Patrick said smiling. He took car keys from the unknown driver and started the car. A girl and three other boys also boarded onto the car. He drove himself and the kids to a day-care place.

I was there, not physically, but like as ghost. When they arrive, there were two day-care buildings next to each other. On the left was a blue and white paint building. That was the "bad" place. Although in this dream, no one knew except for Patrick. It was controlling, abusive and whatever. On the right was a red and white building and that's the "good" one.

The kids got out of the car with Patrick and ran to the red building. They were greeted by their friends and then the world flashed in a bright white light. Suddenly we were sitting on the grass in front of the two buildings. Patrick was sitting next to the boys and girl. His back was facing the blue building, while the boys were facing the building. The other children of the red building were playing catch with a baseball.

A lady came out of the blue building and offered the girl to come inside and eat a cookie. Patrick whispered, "Don't," but no one heard him. The girl hesitated at first but eventually gave in. She smiled and followed the lady into the blue building. The three other boys talked among themselves.

"How could she just betray the other Day-Care and go in like that..."

"Hey, Patrick. Why didn't you stop her?"

He replied, "Girls are smarter than you think,"

The boys were confused. They thought, "What the heck is he talking about?"

A few minutes pass by and the girl returned. She approached them with her hands behind her back and a smile plastered on her face. The children looked at her and welcomed her back but didn't expect a thing. The boys were still confused. And as for Patrick, he looked as if he was in a daze. The girl sat down next to him.

"Why'd you kill her?" He asked. Her eyebrows arched up as she asked, "What?"

He repeated the question.

"How'd you know?" The girl asked. He turned to face her and smiled. That smile was a sign that he knew everything that happened inside the blue building. "Not everybody goes in and returns with hands covered in blue paint." He simply said.

And then the dream ends. Just like that...