Looking at the bloodshot sky Ravi sighed loudly. He thought if he opened his eyes, this mess would just be a bad dream. But, sadly it isn't a nightmare. It was reality. He was lost in the woods and exhausted. He wanted to find his baby Ken. He would do anything. He needs help, he knows that he screwed up. He needs Ken, though he was the reason for Ken's disappearance. If he goes to sleep his dreams and fantasies will take over. That is what he wants. It will make everything feel alright, as if Ken were still with him.

But it's just a fantasy. His pain will come back to him slowly, like the hidden thorns on a rose. The night drags on forever, like the sky lost its moon. Hopeless, like Ravi. A tragedy, there's is only one way to save Ravi from his grief. And that is his fantasy.

'Get up! It was just a dream' Ravi thinks to himself. Ravi was addicted to Ken, but it was too much. It broke his heart. It pierced him and the sorrow came out. The forest became black, and trees seemed to be burned. Evidence of the catastrophe that took place. His love was from pity, and the pity from sadness that he was alone. Ravi has having trouble breathing and his got even more lost in the sad, dark hell that trapped him. He needs his baby, but he knows it too late. He was going to find him, even if it was too late. Having Ken again will make everything better. He wanted to live in that special place.

But it's just a fantasy. His pain will come back to him slowly, like the hidden thorns on a rose. The night drags on forever, like the sky lost its moon. Hopeless, like Ravi. A tragedy, there's is only one way to save Ravi from his grief. And that is his fantasy.

"Ken!" he screamed. He was becoming even more desperate. The thick fog was clouding everything. His broken heart was so noticeable, and his fate was looking darker by the second. Fantasy. Ken. 'Where are you!' thought Ravi.

Then out of nowhere, as if through thin air he saw Ken. He ran towards him and tried to touch him. But he disappeared. He was tricked by the fog, it played games with his mind, twisting his reality and perception. Pain, Ravi was in even more pain. He could get torn apart, and be cut by knives, and he would still only need Ken. His baby's existence was heaven and hell, a place between the two. He promised Ken he would never let go, but he let go.

"Ravi!" a voiced screamed. No, it was just his imagination. He got closer to the thorn bush and went to prick his finger. The stars seemed to brighten, the sky lit up. He was willing to give Ken everything. All Ravi needed was Ken to come back to him.

"Just a fantasy. A fantasy. Fantasy. Everywhere I go, will you haunt me fantasy? Can't I forget you, fantasy?" Ravi cried, bearing the pain from the prick of a thorn. How could this happen to him?