From Emily's point of view

After returning home, I carefully observed everything around me.

The bed sheets, the table, and even the utensils in the kitchen. 

I could even feel the warmth left on the chair after I stood up. 

How could a dream be so vivid and clear? 

Even the sun outside was moving in such a realistic manner. 

But what was the deal with Darren's appearance? He vanished almost as soon as he appeared, leaving me wondering if it was all just my imagination.

Could it be that I was hallucinating?

Just when I was filled with doubts, a familiar voice came from behind me, "Emily." 

I turned...