"Allen! Hey! Wait for me!", a voice called.

  Hm? Who was that?

  A girl with blonde hair called out to him. He stopped and turn around.

  "Oh, hey Amanda. Mornin' I guess," he heard himself say.

  "Did you do the homework for ------ yet?"

  "No way, I the---t you did it."

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  "Whaat? Didn't I --- you last night?"

  "I don't get one ------m that often"

  What? Who's Amanda?

  He was having a confusing conversation with a strange girl

  He went to scratch his head but realized he couldn't. In fact, he couldn't move at all. Every one of his movements was slow and uncomfortable. He felt his body move involuntarily and opened his mouth again. He fought to speak as his mouth turned up into a smile.

  Speak.

  Speak!

  Speak!

  "Who are you?", his voice came out quiet and dry. Almost like he had chewed glass.

  "What?"

  Her voice echoed into his head getting louder and louder and-

  Benjamin sat up quickly, gasping for breath and looking frantically around his room. Cold sweat dripped from his back