"It's okay, Skylar," she says. "We did everything we could. You did everything you could."

"What are you talking about?" Elise looks beautiful, glowing, her long blonde hair shimmering in the San Francisco sun.

"I'll see you later, okay?" she starts to walk away.

"What do you mean?" I'm so confused. "Let's have coffee. Where do you have to be?"

"You'll see," she smiles. Elise wears a peaceful expression that's soon shaded by the fog rolling in. The fog clouds the street and soon I'm surrounded by it and Elise is gone.

When I next open my eyes and look, up I see stars. The night sky is black with little sparkles, and I hear someone say, "She's waking up."

It's the...

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