Chris woke with a start. That same dream again.
Ever since his youth he'd been having those kind of dreams; nightmares about his sister. It was amazing how far and deep they went. In this particular one...
"Yes I'm fine... oh you want to heal me?..."
Chris could hear her from his room. He was hungry so he decided to head down and get himself something to eat. That was when he discovered her sitting on her couch, talking out loud to herself.
"Yes I could come but..."
She noticed him right then and there.
"Um... I was just talking to myself." She said.
Chris knew better from growing up with one. "Your psychic aren't you?"
"No." She said quickly.
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