I woke to the sound of crying.

It was early morning when I heard the whispering
I had been sleeping over at my girlfriend, Julia’s apartment when it happened. We had been together for a while and I’ve slept over several times, even still this particular development seemed to bug me. I had never heard her whispering in her sleep before, but more than that her words were a little unnerving if not outright creepy She seemed to be saying,
I have to save them

I have to save them

I have to save them

I have to save them…

Over and over again, Each whisper was like a small needle in my brain, preventing me from sleeping.
Not sure what to do in a situation like this I decided to go to get up and go to the living room. I was already up, with no hope of falling asleep so I decided to watch a little TV until she got up. I wonder if waking her up would have changed anything.

Julia woke up around 11 am. I tend to get up a little earlier anyway so when she woke up and saw my modest attempt at breakfast she just smiled.
“Good morning”
“Good morning, Julia, How did you sleep”
“Good, good. I had a wonderful dream. At least I think so. I can hardly remember it now”
“That’s nice, I would have figured the opposite”
“What? Why?”
“You seemed uneasy when I woke up. You were whispering.”
“Whispering? What was I whispering?”
“I don’t know, it sounded like “I have to save them”, it was pretty creepy actually,” I said with a slight chuckle.
“Oh?”, She said with a laugh, “That does sound pretty creepy.”
We shared a laugh over it and then everything went on as usual. But even though enjoyed spending the day with Julia I couldn’t help but feel uneasy with her. I just keep hearing.
I have to save them
I have to save them
I have to save them

Over and over again.

It was a few nights later when I found myself in the same predicament
Awaking once more in Julia’s apartment. To the faint sound of whispering….and crying
Quietly crying, almost imperceptible, while saying
I can’t
I have to save them
I have to
I have to save them
I can’t save them
I CAN’T SAVE THEM
I CAN’T SAVE THEM
Julia, screaming with sobs,
I CAN’T SAVE THEM I CAN’T SAVE THEM I CAN’T SAVE THEM.
I jump out of bed, frightened by what I could only assume was some sort of psychotic break. I approach my girlfriend’s screaming and crying body unsure of what to do. I tap her shoulder.
“Hey, are-” I start to say but as soon as I tap her shoulder she falls silent.
Hesitantly I put my hand on her shoulder
“A-Are you okay?”
Julia’s head slowly rose. Her eyes met mine.
And then she screamed
An ear-splitting, eye-watering scream of desperation and sadness. I couldn’t help it, I fell to my knees in tears, praying for the screaming to stop.
I reached for Julia and shook her shoulder.
“Julia please wake up, please. Julia please” I pleaded and then… silence.
Julia looked over the side of the bed where I was laying on the floor.
“Why are you on the floor?”


Julia had gone back to sleep, but I couldn’t.
I walked out of her apartment and went home.
In the following days, she tried to contact me but I ignored her. A few times she’s even knocked on my door but I pretended I wasn’t home. I know it’s terrible but I would do anything to avoid her awful screams. I would do anything to avoid those eyes. I went to bed uneasy, feeling guilty about abandoning Julia. But eventually, I was able to fall asleep. I dreamt I was outside in a meadow. Looking up at the stars. There was a woman next to me. It wasn’t Julia, but she somehow felt familiar. She looked up at the sky and then she looked down at me.
“It’s coming,” she said
I didn’t respond. I didn’t know what to say I just looked back to the sky and saw nothing
“I can’t save you, any of you. You will hurt and you will die. You can’t be saved”
Her words snapped me out of my stupor
“What did you say?”
I turned to look at her. Her brows were furrowed in frustration, her lips curled in rage. And she screamed. A scream of anger and fear and frustration. I fell backward into the grass in time to see a massive meteor crashing through our atmosphere.

Once again I woke up. Only this time it was so much worse. It was laughing. It was laughing and screaming and crying and though I couldn’t see the source it was unmistakably Julia.
THEY CAN’T BE SAVED
THEY CAN’T BE SAVED
THEY WILL HURT AND
THEY WILL DIE
THEY WILL HURT
AND THEY WILL DIE
I HAVE TO SAVE THEM
THEY WILL HURT AND
THEY WILL DIE


And suddenly it was silent again.
I waited. And then waited more.
It was still silent after a few minutes but I decided to check the window to be sure.
Being on the second floor I did not expect to come face to face with Julia. Our eyes met once more. And then she screamed A scream that could rouse the dead. And I ran. She didn’t follow me she just screamed. And I cried. I couldn’t help it. The despair overwhelmed all of my senses. I ran blindly through the streets but no matter how far I ran I could still hear the screaming.

I woke up in a hospital bed. Somebody was driving by and found me lying on the side of the road and took me to the hospital, where I was comatose for six months.
When they asked me what happened I told them. I told them everything and they laughed. They thought I was joking at first but once they realized I wasn’t kidding they decided to call in a psychiatrist. So now I’m telling you. I still hear her screaming every night. I can still hear her anger, her despair, and her frustration.
We will hurt
We will die
And we can’t be saved.