239 Stalk or Guide

The dream felt as lucid as ever, and Jay lost the ability to distinguish between reality and the dream.

A heavy torrent of rain bucketed down on Jay's head while a jet of mud assaulted him, flowing from somewhere up the hill he found himself lying by.

"Wh- what the fuck..."

Looking up the hill, he saw a familiar sight. It was the adventurer association.

"Oh please.. no..." he said hopelessly, as he thought he had escaped this place.

Immediately anger churned in his heart when he laid eyes on the edge of the muddy road above. He remembered this day vividly.

"Fuck you..." he grit his teeth in anger, remembering the rage he felt as he stood up.

*KAW!~*

Jay jumped in fright, the cry seemed to send a shockwave through his body.

A silver-white raven was perched above him on a nearby rock.

It both seemed familiar and unfamiliar, as a thought flashed through his mind.

"Wasn't it smaller... before... before?" he raised a brow.