you were having a dream. the same dream you've been having every single night. But you were aware you were dreaming, are you even truly dreaming?

you spot the young boy, except, he was away from all of his other "friends" you spot him drawing something in the dirt with a stick.. he looks to be about 9 through 12, who knows? you step a bit closer to see what he's drawing, as you do, the boy instantly backs away

Cassidy:: "stop.." he says, in a cold tone, with a cold glare.