She finally woke up from her long dream. Its five in the morning. The sun already up, and the smell of winter struck to her nose.
It's been a long time since she had a dream about him. It probably the time. She will be judge soon.
"Ravia, there's a call for you," said an old lady with the phone in her hand.
"Coming," Ravia take the phone from that old lady. The old lady left the room and closed Ravia's bedroom door.
"Speaking, who is this?" Ravia take the call.
"It's me. Your worse nightmare." The voice in the phone reminds her of a long forgotten friend.
"But, you're dead! There's no way this is you. Stop playing jokes and tell me who you really are!" Ravia start to lose her patient. But the caller keep saying the word "Redwish" until Ravia decided to end the call.
Why now? After all this time, why now? That question been repeating to herself until the old lady call her for breakfast.
