I laid my head back on my pillow, hoping Michael will know the answer as to what can help me. I don't want to die. Not now. I still have a full life ahead of me. Please, Michael. Please, have an answer.
*Taylor's Dream*
"Michael?" I can't see anything at all but a little light source. I try so hard to get closer to it but it seems to be getter smaller. "Michael, where are you?!" I couldn't find anyone and I was getting into a state of panic. I could see the light getting brighter, assuming it's getting closer. But I was wrong. The light was getting brighter but that's because it was turning into an angry flame, creeping closer to me. "NO! NO! NOOOOOO!" the fire was starting a my feet then climbing up my body, turning me into a flaming torch. I could feel the heat on my skin as if this was my terrible reality.
*Taylor's Reality*
"NO PLEASE! HELP ME! SOMEBODY!" I was screaming as loud as I could and thrashing my body all over my bed. "Taylor! Wake up! I'm here! It's me!" the tender voice said. I calmed down as the angel held me close to his flat, warm, chest. I felt safe in this person's arms. Like nothing could hurt me. I looked up to see my angel and smiled but then jerked myself out of Michael's arms. "You! You're the one who did this to me-*cough cough*" I was feeling my rage build up as I looked at the Maestro. "Taylor, I did nothing to you. I don't know what's wrong with you but I think I can fix you." I was so happy to hear he had something. "What? What will you do?" Michael got closer to me and said in a quiet voice, "I can change you and you'll be exactly like me. You can be a ghost like me and we can be together forever." I was in shock! Does he think I will take that offer? I mean, okay, yes, I am in love with him but he still thinks I'm this Cassandra he fell in love with years and years ago.
"Michael I-I don't know." "You want to die?" I paused and said "No." He got his face close to mine and said,"Then this is your only way from dying." I looked into his beautiful brown eyes and quietly said "Okay."
*Taylor's Dream*
"Michael?" I can't see anything at all but a little light source. I try so hard to get closer to it but it seems to be getter smaller. "Michael, where are you?!" I couldn't find anyone and I was getting into a state of panic. I could see the light getting brighter, assuming it's getting closer. But I was wrong. The light was getting brighter but that's because it was turning into an angry flame, creeping closer to me. "NO! NO! NOOOOOO!" the fire was starting a my feet then climbing up my body, turning me into a flaming torch. I could feel the heat on my skin as if this was my terrible reality.
*Taylor's Reality*
"NO PLEASE! HELP ME! SOMEBODY!" I was screaming as loud as I could and thrashing my body all over my bed. "Taylor! Wake up! I'm here! It's me!" the tender voice said. I calmed down as the angel held me close to his flat, warm, chest. I felt safe in this person's arms. Like nothing could hurt me. I looked up to see my angel and smiled but then jerked myself out of Michael's arms. "You! You're the one who did this to me-*cough cough*" I was feeling my rage build up as I looked at the Maestro. "Taylor, I did nothing to you. I don't know what's wrong with you but I think I can fix you." I was so happy to hear he had something. "What? What will you do?" Michael got closer to me and said in a quiet voice, "I can change you and you'll be exactly like me. You can be a ghost like me and we can be together forever." I was in shock! Does he think I will take that offer? I mean, okay, yes, I am in love with him but he still thinks I'm this Cassandra he fell in love with years and years ago.
"Michael I-I don't know." "You want to die?" I paused and said "No." He got his face close to mine and said,"Then this is your only way from dying." I looked into his beautiful brown eyes and quietly said "Okay."
Hospital Scene.
