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A good almost two weeks pass of the same old grind. Go to work. Take my break with an absent meg. Then come home and stare at the wall. Its creeping up on my birthday now. Twenty years old. Lost everything. My old life and the only person I could relate to in the present one. Its a sharp knife looking back on everything that I have done wrong. Nothing is really more depressing then spending your birthday alone. I am fighting with myself to be productive I wasted all the daylight. Its now 7:30 at night and I haven't moved since I got home from work yesterday.

I turn twenty tomorrow. I figure If I am spending my birthday alone I might as well go to a scenic place and just think about everything. I have been to the meadow that has reoccurred in my dreams a few times. Its actually about a quarter mile behind the market. I discovered it on a day I thought I was supposed to work and I was bored and had a day to kill so I went exploring. Its actually the place I met meg. I was walking and sneaked up on her sketching a picture as she was laying against the only tree in meadow. She is wearing a purple t shirt and carpi jeans and her same old Adidas shoes. I must say she was looking quite attractive.

I was about twenty feet from her when she noticed me.

"Quite an odd place to see a new face. Whats your name?" she replied in her kind voice she always uses.

"Avery, I hope im not trespassing. I just needed to get out and go for a walk. " I said.

"Trust me your not trespassing this is my safe place. Its beautiful isn't it? I don't mind sharing it, there's enough room sit both of us at this trunk.
...Just don't be creepy." she sounded almost hesitant.

"No promises but Ill do my best." a sarcastically remarked.

we laughed and I couldn't get her to leave me alone ever since.

Now this is the only place I can think of to clear my head. wish upon every star in the sky to maybe give me hope to escape this place.
I go and sit against the tree and just gaze at the stars. That are starting to appear in the sky as it gets gradually darker. I have been by myself for roughly an hour when I hear footsteps and see a flash light flickering in the distance. It doesn't startle me. It actually comforts me. Its meg.

With out a word she comes and sits next to me and plops down and stretches out and gets comfortable next to me.

"happy early birthday. I am sorry what I said. I know I had no right to be that mad. But I know what your going through."

I am not one to really accept apologies but only from her can I give and be forgiving. I actually get teary eyed. Its no use fighting it. I am bawling my eyes out. I am not ashamed. or embarrassed. I rarely ever cry. Its so hard not to with the comfort of Meg next to me for me to just fold into and run from everything I put myself through.

I can't even come up with anything to say let alone look at her. I just can't stop the flow of tears. I just let her do the talking.

"do you know what made me like you when we first met, Its your mental strength. I knew when we first met hear You were dealing with a lot. I had no idea what or how much But I could see your pain. and you covered it up and were able to smile and joke with me. Even tho You probably. would have rather of been dead then make conversation. Truth is, ...I envy you for that strength. I wish I could have it. especially knowing what you have been through."

She sits calmly and just runs her fingers through my hair calming me. and it works. For I am not completely ready for what she is about to say next.

"I never used FYR before but I seen my brother confront his ghosts and terrors before it... (she gasps) took his life. He raised me. He taught me everything. You are a lot like him. Witty. Cocky funny and compassionate but afraid to show it. When he came back from college where he was introduced this atrocity he came back a different person. He rambled about how other worlds exist within ours. and our minds are more powerful than you think. It was scary. and suddenly. I came home from school and saw the family in tears. as the found him in the field dead. There was blood but no wounds. Or really possible way to explain how he died or bled to death. It just happened. I never told anyone this story before. But its why I got so mad when you brought it up. It was hit home. He told me once that when he used Fyr he saw a door. That led to another world. and Since he seen the door. the world came to him. It haunted him in his dreams. He hallucinated going through it.He could not get over what he saw. The Door to the world consumed him. He drew it. He wrote it down. symbols and rambling sentences in a journal about the door. He was so obsessed with it. We thought he was clinically ill. Schizophrenic. He only told me of FYR. so My family just thought he lost it. But from what he told me is that when You see the Gate, door. or whatever you call it to the other demention. You get dementia. Till it comes and pulls your soul through it. He said that a person in his dorm room actually went though the gate. the time he saw it for the first time. He didn't come back. When my brother came back down he was lifeless on the floor. Witch means. Jake, the other person you mentioned and my brother are possibly still alive. I dont want to sound crazy but I need my brother back in my life. I have decided to take FYR and pass through the gate. You don't have to come with me. I will do this alone with or without you. But I would much rather do it with you. I found some of the FYR paper wedges my brother stored away. I have no idea how much is there but I know its a lot. Most likely too much. what do you say? Are you wanting to do this?"

...I stopped crying halfway through Meg's Speech. At first I am speechless taking in everything she just told me.
I never seen the door. That many have described. I have only had that dream witch wasn't a FYR hallucination.
I finally after a few moments finally come up with something to say back. I actually feel the same. I need to reverse what I have caused and maybe prevent it. Tho I have no idea what I am getting myself into.

"We can't go back after we do this. You know right? This decision is irreversible we don;t even know if we will survive it. Its recless and borderline insane. No it is insane. But I agree with you. But I have different reasons to going to the void. I want to prevent the death of my best friend and anyone else I can save. I cannot dwell on it anymore. I'm in." I say sternly

"well I figure you wouldn't object. I cant see you working at the market forever anyways. On a lighter note I brought you cookies. Shut up and enjoy your birthday."

"Meg, You know me too well" I say smiling,

"You know the best way to a mans heart is through his stomach."

we laugh and take in the night sky curled up next to each other in silence. Its our happy place now. This will be the last time we are here especially after the decision we are about to make. Things are bound to get complicated. Its nice to embrace simplicity. Its a form of bliss. It never lasts long. I would of never believed this night would play out like this. we both fall asleep under the tree all the way till almost morning. Her head is rested on my shoulder. I just sit in silence and take in her comfort. I am a fool for keeping her at a distance for as simple as this birthday has been.with me crying and our plans to save the people we loved most to just falling asleep next to each other under the stars, This has played out to be the best birthday ever.