from my book 'HUNTER'

Everyday till now I have the same dreams that that fill my night and prod my mind in the day and I can’t seem to understand what it means and yet I feel so at ease and so comfortable with it. I know it’s from my past, my life before but I don’t want to remember it. This is my home and anything that was behind is past and not to be thought about at least that is what I’m told. I want to believe that but this nightmares keep gnawing at me telling me of her Importance and I want to treasure her because she is my only link to my past which I have no knowledge of. This has been my only home but this strange place that fills my mind seems so familiar and so real. Somehow it is of importance in ways I may never know. Yet as a dream this strange place calls to me to avenge for it. What I am to avenge I have no knowledge of. But I must keep this to myself until I have a further understanding of what this is. Maybe it is my destiny or maybe not. But I must rest, sleep again and dream of this place maybe in time I will uncover all of its secrets. And then I will know of my history and past life and I will avenge for this strange place that calls for my help. It’s raining like it always does at the beginning of my dream but this time I can hear the sound of the rain on the rooftop, smell and taste the fear and anxiety of everything. It’s like I’m here, only nobody can tell of my presence. I am safe and dry but I am younger probably eleven or twelve and I see this man telling me to run and hide from some shadow that pursue us both and next I’m in a small space and I hear screams and gunshots and I’m crying silently and praying. Then I’m suddenly back at the house but this time my weeping is louder and there is blood the familiar scent of fresh blood that has guided my intuition but the blood is not mine. I am weeping at a man’s feet and I realize that it is that it is the man that told me to run and it always ends there before I wake up. His connection to me is unknown only this time my dream is longer. This time he looks at me and smiles and hands me a locket and I hear him whisper “I love you son, now run. I want you to look for James, he will protect you”. I hear myself cry and it seems all too real and now I awake into familiar surroundings and I see my bunker and my weapons. I remember my dream and realize that I’m in tears. I must find my history, discover why I was running and who killed my father and do to them what I do best. Kill them.