Your enemy had you at gunpoint on the rooftop of a building. Even though it was dark you could still see the hatred in his eyes

It’s always been this way. You two hating each other. But now it’s worse. You two have been trying to kill each other for the last few years

“Pull the trigger” You tell him

He smirks “You don’t have to tell me twice”

He shoots you in the shoulder and you fall off the roof because of it

Right before you hit the ground you shoot up in your bed

The same nightmare.

The same memory.