Somewhere where there is no light, no up and down-no reference to make sense of floats a illusionary body.

  In the complete void, the floating Ethan

  remarks,

  "There's nothing to do, nothing to see, nothing to worry about. Is death also like this?" Ethan lampoons," Wow I'm so bored that I'm becoming philosophical."

  An unfathomable amount of time passes

  Out of the blue Ethan jolts awake.

  "What was that?????......the dream ended as if Someone woke me up."

  Ethan Looked around his room still half-dazed getting ready to searching the house for any uninvited guests.

  " No one is here....." Ethan sighs

  Rubbing his eyes

  " I took tired for this nonsense"

  Without much thought Ethan goes back to his room and tucks right back into his bed.

  The morning arrives with a soft touch of it's dew on the window.

  Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.

  Sunlight streams in brightening the room as Ethan stirs awake.

  "Nothing weird happened again after I fell asleep again." He stretches his hands above his head before hopping out of the bed

  " Woke up early today-rare."

  With extra time Ethan goes through his morning routine at a leisurely pace.

  On his way out the security guards catches

  Sight of him looking visibly shocked,"Ethan? You out early today?"

  Ethan smirks ," Don't you know you should live a disciplined life. If only people were like me."

  The guard chuckles as Ethan heads out.

  As usual Ethan finds himself sitting beside the old man at the park.

  " Old man Pete, did you like the new coffee flavor?" Ethan asks leaning back on the bench.

  " It's good."replies Old man Pete taking a sip.

  Then Old man Pete asks with a glint on his eyes.

  " Ethan why do you offer me food every day? I'm just one of the homeless folks around here"

  Without missing a beat Ethan shrugs,

  "You remind me of my late grandpa. We had a fight before he passed away-. Eating with you makes me reminisce."

  He pauses for a moment before slipping back to his usual tone.

  " Also feeding the homeless is a good thing."

  Old man Pete chuckles at his words.

  "That's true. We homeless folk do need a bit help."

  Upon entering his class Ethan sees many students engrossed in gossiping among themselves except John.

  "Bro, Why you always alone? " Asks Ethan as he plops down beside him.

  "I have very few friends" John replies Flatly

  " I'm your only friend" Ethan points out raising a brow.

  John glances around the room his face curling into a faint grimace. "I don't like the others. They all seem insincere and fake.

  Plus, one true friend better then a hundred fake ones."

  Ethan stare at this momentarily speechless.

  Ethan lampoons," Ahh yes the occasional words of wisdom that comes out of this serious fool."

  Ethan changing the subject." Anything Interesting going on?"

  John replies with his usual flat face," didn't you hear? A student died-..a mysterious death. some say almost supernatural."

  Ethan perks," when did it happen?"

  "Yesterday night", John then points at the others " they are all gossiping about it. Quite a hot topic."

  "Why would the cause of death be supernatural?" Ethan asks I'm a curious tone

  John says in a low tone. " It wasn't just the student also his whole family. No one knows why."

  Turning to a nearby classmate, John asks

  "Hey Evan- When exactly did it happen?"

  Evan eager to share the details leans forward and say,

  "No one knows the exact time, people guess around midnight . but the weirdest part? When they found the bodies-"

  Evan pauses for effect . "-they were all lying peacefully in their beds. seemingly no sighs of struggle. but...."

  "But what??" Ethan prompts, curiosity gnawing at him.

  Evan’s voice lowers into an eerie whisper. "All their heads were missing. Blood splattered everywhere. An

  d on the wall…" He takes a breath. "There was a word written in blood—'SANDMAN.'"