Jack whispered in my ear. " I'm so glad that you're here..." I smiled. He pushed me out of the bathroom and into my room. He pulled me into what I thought was a hug. He started to bite my neck, and I completely neglected the fact that my weak spot was on my neck, thinking that he wouldn't hit it. He was looking for a sweet spot, to make me groan louder. This continued for a while. I only realized he was close when it was too late. I screamed, and collapsed on the ground. He stared in panic as I was screaming, with tears rolling down my cheeks. The only side effect on being special, was that I had a horrible weak spot on my neck. He quickly picked me up, and dashed to the hospital on the other side of the building. I'm pretty sure he was crying too, but it was all too hazy. Too red and hazy. I finally just passed out.
In the dream I had, I was falling. Falling. Falling. Down. Down. Down. Nothing more. After what felt like hours, someone finally caught me. I smiled, but when I looked over to him, it wasn't Jack. It was the doctor man. He got that special tool again and blindfolded me. I was crying, and I felt an extreme pain in my stomach. He was repeatedly stabbing me. I wished it would stop, wished I would just wake up...