Zeke and I are sitting close around a campfire. We are holding hands. I look at him and he smiles, we get close…

I am fighting someone now and I can’t make out the person. I am fighting hard…

I am now bowing down, but to who?

Now someone is calling my name, I search but I can’t find. Who am I looking for?

I wake up to a gasp.
“Wow, someone had dream flashes,” says Zeke, boiling water. I rub my eyes. Dream flashes are basically clips of the possible future.
“Did you too?” I ask him.
“Ya, I did,” he grins.

What is he so happy about. Did he have that same flash I did? Oh my gosh, will that flash come true? Me and Zeke!

“Earth to Beka!” Zeke yells, handing me some water.
“Thanks.”
“What were you thinking about?” He asks me, still smiling. He sits down next to me.
“None of your business!” I yell to him pushing him so hard, he falls over, spilling his water.
“Oh, I am so sorry,” I chuckle.