Make It There

"We're gonna need a new window." Bebe stared at the open area at the back of the living room that used to be covered by the huge glass window.
"Yea..." I poured little pieces of glass into the trash can from the dustpan.
"I'm considering leaving it like this. Just, y'know, get rid of the glass on the edges."
"What? Are you crazy?!" I dropped the dustpan and looked at Bebe. "One of us could fall though there or something can get into our house through there! We can't do that!"
"It's nice...But you're right." Bebe turned around and walked to the front door.
"Where are you going?" I asked Bebe walking towards her.
"I'm going to buy a new window." Bebe grabbed her keys from the little table that was next to the door.
"I'll come with you."
"No, you stay here and clean up the rest of the living room."
"Okay, bye Bebe." I kissed her on the cheek; Bebe just smiled at me and walked out of the house.
I sighed and got back to cleaning, listening to my favorite Finnish hard metal rock music.

That night, I continued searching for Jonathan as best as I could through the Internet. But I was getting nothing, as usual.
Bebe told me to go get ready for bed, but I was determined to find Jonathan. So I stayed up late at night, searching and searching, keeping my closing eyes open.
Then I felt myself drifting off from consciousness. I grabbed myself back to cognizance, but instead of being in my office, I was on an island.
The island wasn't your typical island that was all tropical with palm trees and perilous, falling coconuts.
This island had one huge white building that covered the practically the whole thing. Around the island were small harbors that had many speed boats for transportation.
I stood in front of the tinted, glass sliding doors. I was debating wether I should go through them or not. I was feeling guilty going inside the building. It was like wether I should lie or not. In that case, of course you know that you will feel guilty if you lie. It was exactly like that in this odd situtation. But why did I think that I was going to feel guilty if I walked through those doors? What's so bad about going through them? Maybe...maybe...
Jonathan.
I walked through the doors with ease. In front of me was a long, white hallway.
I begin to walk down the hallway, guilt flooding inside of me.
I shouldn't be here...What's so bad about this, though...?
"Hey, Tuukka."
I turned around.
Oh no, you better be kidding me.
And lo and behold was that blond guy, standing about ten feet away.
"What are you doing here?!" I asked.
"Why won't I be here?" the guy asked me back. "I have him."
Then I rushed back to reality.
Stupid nightmares. At least it was just a dream.
I looked at my computer, which was still turned on; I only slept for ten minutes.
"I better go to bed," I mumbled to myself as I got up and left the office.

The next morning, I woke pretty late. Nine o'clock is late for me. I got up, got dressed and found Bebe watching the news.
"What's breaking news?" I asked, slipping next to her.
"Apparently, many speed boats at the harbor leaving and never coming back is considered break news to the TV station."
I looked at the TV and saw the harbor with many speed boats bobbing with the small waves and ripples. "Hey, that's the same harbor I..."
"You what?" Bebe asked.
I shooked my head. "Nothing." It was the same harbor I landed on after I was in that lab.
Then I got an idea: There are many speedboats at that island I was on and there is a lot of action going on at the harbor that has to do with speedboats and there are many speedboats at that island and the dream I had last time had that blond dude in it and that guy is real, and he says that he has 'him,' which I believe he's referring to Jonathan and...
"I'll be back." I jumped off the sofa and ran out the door.
"Wait, Tuukka!!!" Bebe shouted, but I ignored her.
I drove to the harbor, only thinking: I need to go to that island. I need to get Jonathan back.
I got off the car and entered the harbor (the gate was unlocked, since it was daytime). I saw a person in a speedboat getting ready to take off.
I dove into the back of the boat and they took off.
But the only problem was: is this person actually going to the island?
Uh oh.
I started to have doubts about doing this. This was crazy--insane.
A few painful minutes full of worry later, I felt the boat come to a hault. I heard the person get off the boat. I got up slowly and saw the island with the huge white building in front of me. It was the exact same one as the one in my dream.
Perfect.
I got off and walked up the steps to the white silding door; it was just like my dream.
I took in a deep breath and walked into the building.
A white, long hallway stood in front of me.
Ohmygosh...
But then something hit me: I'm gonna meet that dude again. Oh no... But Jonathan! I'm for him!
I begin to walk down the hallway, looking for a door, but I didn't see a door nor him.
"Hey, Tuukka."
Oh shoot.
I turned around slowly, getting ready to see the smirk of the guy. But instead of him, I saw a blond woman standing about ten feet away from me.
I had never saw this lady before and yet she knows my name...
"Yes?" I asked her, feeling myself sweat.
"Wanna hang out with me?"
I felt myself grow pale. "I'm busy...Sorry, can't..." I turned around.
"C'mon. It'll be fun."
"No thanks." I begin to walk away.
"No one will know." I heard her heels snap behind me, indicating that she was following me.
"I said that I don't want to. I'm busy."
"I know you do."
"No thank you again. Go find some other guy."
I felt her grab my arm and pull me up to her. "Just one time."
My eyes stared at her bright blue eyes. What harm can I do if I hang out with her? I just need to be careful, that's all.
"Alright." I sighed. "Take me away."

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