WHY DON'T WE IMAGINES.

Zach » Dream

Genre: FANTASY

You moved into a house which looked abandoned. You had no choice because it was the closest to your new school. You're currently attending college. You are very intelligent just like Sherlock Holmes. You dream of becoming a detective one day.

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You started to unpack your things. After a few minutes, you decided to go around the house. It was big, dark, and ancestral. There were old paintings hanged on the wall.

Your (E/C) eyes looked at the portrait. Suddenly you had goosebumps. It was like, the person in the portrait was looking right into your soul. You got a little nervous, thinking that if this house was ancestral, then the person must be dead.

You stepped back a little and as you took one step backwards, a high pitched sound was heard from the music room. You peeked through the door. And there was a piano.

You realized that the sound you heard sounds like a piano key.

Stepping back again, you felt a presence right behind you. Curious of what it was, you looked to your behind fastly. There was nothing behind you, but another portrait that was hanged in the wall. In the portrait, there was this beautiful lady with a boy.

You tried to use your skills.

"This woman, about 40 years of age. She was ill, obvious of how she hides it in her posture. Her eyes, brown. And this boy was her son, they are very wealthy and she had a diamond ring and necklace. The boy is depressed, under his long sleeve, his right wrist has a visible scar."
She pauses.
"Hmmm, the lady knows about it but fails to even tell him to hide his wrist due to her forgetfulness."

But where are they now?

She shook the thought off.

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Not Your POV:

(Y/N) shook the thought off and she realized that she really needed to pee. She walked to the bathroom and just as right as she turned left, she felt a figure ran behind her. A cold wind ran beside her body. As the wind left her skin, she felt goosebumps.

Exhaling, she said "No, t-there's not a ghost in here. I-i am alone."

"I am alone."

"I am alone."

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Y/N) is now hugging her pillow, closing her eyes to get some sleep. She thought she was just tired that she's starting to hallucinate. Of course, why not. She's been awake for almost 48 hours.

A loud multiple noises were heard downstairs, she bolted up, started to have a panic attack. Once she calmed herself, she said "it's just a mouse, or maybe a cat, or this can even be just a dream."

"I'm alone." She repeated this several times until she fell asleep.

However, downstairs... it wasn't a dream after all. The boxes that are still packed fell down to the floor. Then there was this shadow in the mirror .

The reflection was a shadow. But there stood a boy, brown eyes, about 5 feet and eight inches.

"No, you're not alone, girl."

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(Y/N) woke up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, the sunlight was peeping through the window. Suddenly, it was like she had no control of her body, her eyes landed on the doorway. A boy was leaning in the doorframe. Arms crossed. About 17 years old. When she looked at him, he smiled. Showing his perfect set of teeth.
"Good morning, love."

She felt attracted to the boy, a smile formed on her pink lips.

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She jolted up, panting. As if she had a nightmare. "Who was that?". She huffed, lifting the covers to get out of the sleeping mat.

After several days, the mysterious dream would happen every alternate day. She never got sick of the same dream because she was mysteriously drawn to the boy.

This night, it was different. The dream is different.
She woke up and she immediately looked to the door, he wasn't there. She went to the doorway and looked around the hall, neither was he there, she looked behind her, he was sitting where she previously was, on her sleeping mat. "Who are you?"
(Y/N) asks. The boy parted his lips, and said,
"Dean."..."Zachary Dean Herron."
He adds.

There was a few minutes of silence until she broke the silence off.

"What are you?"

And that's when she woke up. 

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2 days before her
first school day

(Y/N) went to the living room. Everything seemed weird today. She felt someone standing behind her again. She tiredly looked behind, her bored eyes became wide as she saw him. But she said, "this is another dream again, isn't it?"
And he said, "No."
Her eyes widened and she stuttered, "Zach!?"

He bolts up, and puts his cold hand around her neck. He was choking her.

"What the f are you doing!?"
Her face starts to turn red. He lets go of her. "What was that?!"
"It was a test. There can be dopplegangers here. They've been here since you moved in--"
"But why would you choke me!?"
"Doppelgangers are a type of ghosts, and ghosts don't breathe, right smartass?"

She rolls her eyes and says, "I see."

After a few minutes of another silence, she says, "What are you! really!"

He sighs "I'm not a burglar. Not human either." He suddenly stood up and went to the portrait of the lady and her son. (Y/N) followed him,
"I-is this y-you?"

"Yes."

She looks at him, then bursts out laughing. "Why the hell are you laughing?" She still laughs.
"What are you trying to tell me? That you're dead? You're a ghost?" She cant stop laughing.
Her laugh was beautiful but it was getting on his nerves. "Of course I'm a ghost, how do you think i can see dopplegangers!?"
She stops,
"About time you realize."
Then she starts to laugh again. Not believing what he said.

"Urgh!"
He pins her onto the wall and starts floating up with her still pinned. Her laugh turned into a scream,
"Oh my god! Oh my god. Oh my god!!" She repeated over and over again. She screams again, "put me down. Put me dooown!"
He smirked. "As you wish." She suddenly fell, she remembered that she was once pinned to the wall near the ceiling and...
The house has high ceilings. So she is now falling 15 feet. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion.

(Y/N)'s (E/C) eyes widened, she was falling on her back.

Until she felt a cold arm scoop around her back and another around her legs. He catched her. Bridal-style.

"You know," her eyes meet his, she blushes.
"Its quite weird. That I'm a ghost, and my hands didn't slip through you." He smirks.
Her eyes widened, blushing even harder. Their face were so close to each other's.