I’m on the fire escape. I am carrying the suitcase and an old gray coat. Steps patrol near me, silent, fearsome… but I am not scared, I am just trying to keep the balance, just that. The stairs creak like the old woman’s death rattle while my soul is trying to escape of this dream. Manhattan, XXI century. I fall and I hit my face. It doesn’t hurt. I’m again standing. Run, just run. Why run? I cannot even remember my name, I cannot even remember how I went here, I cannot even remember why I am here. Two floors still left: an eternity.
‘Stop, please!’ they shouted. But I cannot do it. I remember the note: the game is not over. What game? I need to find the answers to continue, and I am sure those men won’t give me any answers.
Finally, I got the floor. It’s a strange and secure feeling to feel the floor under your feet. I take a look above. They are wearing the same black clothes, like detectives or police inspectors. I need to run; I cannot allow they catch me. Have I killed? I look at my hands, they are not the assassins’ hands. Sure of that? I’m not sure of anything. Streets are empty, no sounds, no souls. Am I still dreaming? Maybe, but I need to run, I need to escape.
I take the suitcase and I run. I don’t know where I am. At the end of the street, there’s a yellow car arriving at high speed. I don’t know why but I think I am save now.
‘Stop!’ those men shouted again. The taxi stops near me. No doubt: I have to take it, it will be the only solution.
‘John Mirror?’ a woman voice asked me.
‘John Mirror’ I answered.
I cannot see the complete woman’s face. She has long blonde hair and brown eyes. I can see them in the rear-view mirror. I lie down on the seat and I breathe twice. I feel my heart trembling, knocking at my dreams’ door.
‘You are not dreaming, John’ the woman said. ‘You need to rest now. Later, you will find the answers you are looking for.’
‘Why is nobody in the street?’
‘Don’t you remember?’ she answered me. ‘It’s Christmas Eve but, anyway, the curfew started yesterday.’
I really need the answers and I cannot wait for them.
‘What happened here?’
And don’t know how, but at this moment I felt in the deepest dream I’ve ever dreamt. Before, maybe I saw her smile, just maybe.