I was up late one night on my computer, studying for my upcoming test when I heard my roommate, Olivia, murmur something in her sleep. At first I didn’t think much of it, she talked in her sleep quite a lot, but when she started saying things like “Hide!”, “Help me”, and “They’re here.” It worried me, what was she dreaming about? Initially, she was only saying these things quietly and just tossing and turning, but it got worse.

I rushed to her bed to wake her up, I couldn’t stand anymore of this. I started shaking her, but it only seemed to get worse. Then she exclaimed, “Claire run!!” A shiver found its way up my spine. My name is Claire. I started panicking, violently shaking Olivia, yelling at her to wake up.

Suddenly she went calm, then started slowly muttering “November fourth…” over and over again.

“OLIVIA WAKE UP!” I scream, as she repeats “November fourth” again and again. I started crying, tears falling out of my horrified eyes, and landing on her chest.

I pressed my face into her bed, what was I supposed to do? Clenching the sheets between my fists I cry more, there was nothing I could do to save her from this nightmare.

Then all of a sudden, I hear the familiar sound of crisp sheets shuffling against each other, then a whisper.

“Claire, what’s wrong?”

It was Olivia, and she was awake this time, sitting up with her comforter at her waist.

“Oh Olivia!” I cried as I climbed onto her bed to envelope her into a tight hug.

“You were talking again, and you said some really terrifying things.” I sobbed into her shoulder.

“How about I go make us some tea and you tell me okay? Will that make you feel better?” She asked me.

“Yeah, it would.” I backed up to the end of her bed so she could get up. She smiled at me and walked over to the kitchen. I couldn’t help leaning over onto the wall a bit, I was tired. I drifted off into a light sleep.

“Claire wake up please!!”

It was Olivia. I was in my own bed, wasn’t I just in hers?

“Claire you were sleep talking again! It was really bad this time! You were yelling for me to wake up, I was terrified.” She roped me into a warm hug as I sat there, confused.

It was a dream?