I groan when I open my eyes sleepily, which takes more effort than ever before. I push myself out of bed and look into the mirror to find out I look even worse than normal. My ash brown hair is tangled in knots and I notice my green eyes are blood stained. I groan deeply once again and change clothes, take out my contacts, which itches painfully, and take my glasses. I really hate them.

Once I'm done, which doesn't take too long, I walk out and go to the mess room. When I get there, I already see the bronze haired girl sitting at our usual table. She's talking to someone only she tends to see, but I smile slightly as sit down, making sure I don't sit on the 'person' she's talking to.

"Oh hey Cynth! This is Blaine." She points to the empty space next to me.

I smile and wave a bit. "Hi Blaine."

"He says hi back," Cleo tells me, smiling brightly. "Oh and he says they're making fish with rice for diner."

I laugh. "Perfect, finally something good."

I always act like I believe her. I don't feel like hurting her feelings by telling her she's 'sick', like her parents and practically her whole family did. She just has a lot of fantasy, that's all. Weird enough, she's always right about the food... But I like that, then we at least know what we can expect.

Then she starts to act a bit nervous, nodding slowly as she mumbles something back, quickly. She makes me even more worried than I already was.

"Hey, something wrong?" I wonder, frowning as I watch her talking to Blaine.

She bites her lip softly, looking down at her hands. "Blaine says he wants to help you," she tells me unsurely. "He wants to know what you're dreaming about."

I sigh deeply and shake my head. She tries this every time she's talking to 'someone'. This explains why she's nervous though, I'm irritated for a whole day when she asks it.

"You know I won't answer that, Cleo. I'm sorry," I reply, crossing my arms and staring at the table behind her. I hate to disappoint her, but I won't tell, never.

She frowns. "I see. Blaine says he really wants to help, are you sure you won't tell? Really sure?"

I nod firmly. I'm not going to lose any more friends because of my stupid dreams. I won't accept that to happen.

"Alright. He says he can't help if you don't tell him, but he understands. If you want help or something like that, you can come to me to talk with him about it," she explains, staring at the place next to me and nodding every often, like 'Blaine' is actually telling her what to say.

I sigh and nod, starting to get annoyed. "Yeah okay. I will. Can we just eat now? I'm hungry."

She stays silent but starts to eat, so I do the same, pretty happy she finally stops asking. A few minutes later Dominic walks towards us with a smile and wants to sit down next to me, but an angry Cleo stops him just in time, and with a bright red face he quickly sits down next to her, apologizing for almost sitting on her friend. I try to hold back a laugh, but fail miserably.

"Find us. Help us. Therefore, we may be able to help you, Cynth." I hear someone say with a bittersweet voice. I stop laughing, and my smile faints completely. The next few seconds, I'm back in the white room.

I blink a few times, and suddenly feel a hand on mine. My eyes widen, but when I look behind me, I see some kids from my class behind me, sitting and eating at their table. I look back in front of me and see Dominic and Cleo frowning ruefully.

"You're doing it again," Cleo mumbles, playing with her food nervously.

"Doing what?" I wonder, trying to shrug the weird vision off, but like always, I somehow can't.

"Mumbling. Sure you don't want to talk about it? Blaine's worried... Just like me," she replies.

"Yes, me too," Dominic confirms her. "Please let us help. It doesn't matter how..."

I simply shake my head. "I'm fine, really, you don't have to worry."

They both stay silent, but frown and look down. I don't like seeing them like this, but I just can't tell them.

I can't say it isn't bothering me though. Why does everything start to change? It makes no sense, but just like before, I try to shrug it off and stare at my food. For some reason, I'm not hungry anymore and shove my plate aside. Then I stare at the table again, my thoughts wandering off.

Help them... Who are they even? And how could they possibly help me? Why now? All I want is to get rid of those stupid dreams, just help me with that and I'd be-

"Cynth?" Dominic interrupts my thoughts.

I nod slowly and glance up at him. Only now I see his shiny brown hair is messed up and burned, again. His hair is mostly messed up, it's just who he is but right now, it's from something different, which makes me smirk a bit. Also his jaw is filthy, just like his hands. I giggle and shake my head. This guy though.

"You started a fire again, isn't it?" I almost burst into laughter, together with Cleo.

"Yeah..." he murmurs and grins. "Well I can't help it... I didn't feel like making homework today. Don't judge me."

We can't hold back our laughs anymore and everyones stares at us for a second before turning back to their breakfast.

Also Dominic himself has to laugh a bit, and only after a few minutes we can't laugh anymore and I catch my breath.

Where other people see a problem or illness, we see normal people and sometimes the humor of our situations. We decided we don't want to look at each other in a bad way, and now we can even laugh with our 'problems'. We're best friends after all.

"Anyway, ready for the one with real problems in here?" Cleo asks, grinning widely.

We always talk about one teacher like that, because he's uh... not really good in the head... He's nice though, but that doesn't help the fact he's weird. We walk towards class and sit down, ready for another boring yet weird lesson about our history... yay.

The day passes by quite fast, and as soon as it was light it's already dark outside and we're watching the news on tv. Looks like it was a boring day in the world for once.

"Believe us. Help... We can help you too." I hear again, and I actually start to panic a little when I see the white room again, before I notice someone is standing next to me.

I jump up startled, sceaming, but when I look around to see the face of the person, I only see my friends and the others staring at me in confusion. I look down and see I'm standing on the couch, and almost fall down when I notice it was just a dream again. I get off carefully and sit down, frowning and staying silent as I'm embarressed yet scared.

Everyone stays silent for over a minute, which makes my embarrassement even worse, but eventually, they all start talking again. My friends stay silent though, and just stare at me with a big frown on their face.

I shake my head, still panicking a bit and stand up again, deciding to go to sleep. Yes, that's what I need... A good sleep. This is just my mind making up things...

I walk away, without saying good night to anyone, and I go to my room. I quickly change into my pj's, brush my teeth and and lay down. I close my eyes and notice I'm actually shaking slightly. This situation creeps me out and I can't help but thinking it'll all get even worse. I can't sleep for over an hour, and those thoughts of me being insane keep bothering me, but eventually I'm too tired and fall asleep anyway.

Search for the endless maze
Oh so close to a known place
And when you feel like the end is here
The one you need is very near

I jolt awake with wide open eyes as I'm breathing heavily and somewhat nervously.

"W-what was that?" I mumble, frowning and looking at my alarm clock. It's only 3:05 am, but I don't feel like sleeping anymore, which is pretty weird. I have a bitter taste in the back of my throat, like I always have when something bothers me heavily. I cross my legs and try to remember what I dreamed about, but the only thing I remember is the riddle. I play it over and over again in my head while I try to find the non-existing solution. While I'm reflecting, I manage to fall asleep again, though I wasn't tired anymore in the first place. This time, I sleep safe and sound, without any dreams, nightmares or weird voices.

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