Until that fateful day, I wasn’t sure when I had seen you last. The days until then had merged into a blur; the company didn’t let me of get any time off, and the lunch breaks we got were always interrupted by a warning blare. The trumpet’s noise will never leave me, but somehow, in that place, I left you. I only found about what happened to you through an offhand comment from two gossiping employees (and if you want to know, they didn’t say anything bad about you). I was so tied up in working that I just glossed over it, but that Abnormality opened my eyes.

The one that looks like a sheep passed by me that day. I must’ve been dozing out already before I met it, but I remember my weapon leaving my grip, and a slight sliver of worry.. but then, I fell asleep.

The dream that I got soon after was happy.

You were there- You, in that dress, the pink one you pointed to in that shop’s window that one time, wearing it and laughing. I was able to relax for the first time in forever, sitting with you. I wish that moment lasted longer, just the two of us, forgetting why we had to join this company. It wasn’t meant to last.

I eventually woke up from that pleasant dream, and each morning, no matter how long I shut my eyes or ignored the day from the window, I couldn’t have that dream again. The space you left had turned from a pinprick-sized gap, to a sinkhole in the matter of a waking hour. I realized you weren’t with me.

I remembered after that, the last time I saw you, you were sitting alone, resting in the lunch room. I could’ve joined you, and if I did, I could’ve kept you from what had happened to you. I could still be hanging out with you.

After that each day became worse, and I wandered through them like a visitor in my own body.

I didn’t even want to try living anymore; all I wanted was that dream again, the one with you. That’s why I’m going to visit that Abnormality and soon enough, I’ll be seeing you again. We’ll be laughing, and you’ll be in that pretty dress, and we will be sitting without a care.

Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep. Only then I might be able to see you again, back in that wonderful, sweet dream.