Dreams Pt 10 On the way to Daniel's house, Jacob revised the conversation in his head- writing and re- writing what he was going to say; he went through all of the possibilities : ' Hi Dan! Yeah so I've got some news! These freaky guys in black cloaks are going after me - something to do with my mum ! So yeah !' Too Casual. 'Daniel, im afraid that I am in grave danger .' Too dramatic 'how do you fancy going after weird blokes in cloaks and kicking some butt? Ridiculous. There was no point. The short, familiar journey to Daniel's house seemed like miles to Jacob, as he trudged along the pavement wondering what Daniels reaction was. Hours later -Or maybe only seconds - he was on the front doorstep of his best friend's house. Buzz. Jacob rung the doorbell, and waited. Buzz Jacob rung the doorbell again and waited for a minute. Great.nobody- 'Hi Jake ! What's up, you look pale !' 'It's kinda a long story can I come in ?' Jake asked 'i would say yes, but my mum has this meeting on , but we could go down the park ?' said Daniel They stepped out of the house and began to walk in the direction of the park. 'So, what's up ?' ... What was he supposed to say to that ? How the hell could he answer that ? 'Its a long story and it's kinda hard to... 'Im listening ' Here goes. ' you know my mum went missing , well I had these dreams and I went out looking for them and they want something of mine but I don't know what and now they're after me and you're the only one I can trust ! And breathe. 'Hang on , slow down you went after who ?' 'The hooded men in my dreams' 'And you found them, where ??' ' the same place as in my dreams , in a feild ' 'Ok' said Daniel .

Dreams Part Nine Jacob gathered all of the facts that he was sure of . • the hooded men wanted something of his , but he didn't know what . •somehow , his mother was wound up in all of this , although she was suspected dead • he couldn't back out . Anything positive ? •he's not dead - yet . Backup , that's what he needed. Backup.Only one problem :who was going to belive him when he explains the meaning of his dire need for help ? He imagined the conversation in his head ' oh yeah , these freaky men in black hoods are trying to track me down because of my mother who is probably dead .'Brilliant. He would be carted off too a mental hospital and that would be the end of it . There was only one person who he had a hope I the world of persuading to even consider the possibility of him telling the truth . Daniel. His best friend . Good old gullible Daniel .

Dreams Part 8 Jacob opened his eyes sleepily . He was dizzy . After a few seconds of lying still he tried to sit up and get his memory back .ouch . He fell back again in alarm as he realized the searing pain down his left side . Once he could open his eyes again, he slowly turned his head to one side and looked down , it was even worse than he had expected . And the glass , how did that get there ? Jacob gritted his teeth and dragged himself into the kitchen , pulling the first-aid box off the shelf .Then , he collapsed into a chair and pulled out a long piece of bandage out from out underneath the heap of lotions and potions . Tying the bandage tightly around the area , Jacob closed his eyes as he tried to remember what had happened during the hours before the incident . His memories came back in segments , flowing into his mind in rough , odd orders . He remembered running at the door , running from the men , , running from unwanted memories. He inhaled sharply in pain as he dabbed antiseptic generously at the wound . Once the initial pain of this had calmed down , he subjected himself to more by wiping it furiously , hopping to clear himself up enough to decide if the wound was infected or not . As more and more blood cleared , he made his mind up . Unfortunately , judging by the pus gradually drying around the edges of his cut , it could soon become a serious problem. Using the remains of the clean bandage , jacob untidily wrapped himself up and hopped for the best. He heaved himself out of the chair and slowly crawled up the stairs into his bedroom . Now to sort out the men . What were they doing here ? What did this have to do with his mother ? WHY HIM ? he intended to find answers ... And fast .

Dreams Part 7 Jacob couldn't stand this tormenting any longer. So he ran. He cut through the long grass and trampled across the fields , not sparing a moment to take a fleeting glance over his shoulder. Were they coming ? Throwing himself over the gate , Jacob began to get tight chested and out of breath , he was loosing stamina .Back on pavement. All he could hear was thudding. His heart in his chest ,his feet on the ground .He was at his road .Jacob was getting dizzy now , he had to get home. House number 30,32,34.....36 ! He ran up the drive and pulled at the door handle ... It was locked and Jacob didn't have his key . There was only one thing for it. Five steps back. A deep breath . Run . Just as his shoulder made contact with the door , the glass smashed and he landed face first in his hallway . Then he passed out .

Dreams Part 6 Jacob Thought hard , tempting out his deepest memories , those buried beneath others in the hope of being forgotten. He needed them now.He needed his mum.Jacob's Mum disappeared when he wan seven years old , he hadn't understood back then , only recognized the grief surrounding him . Didnt see the mystery. .he reached beneath his shirt and pulled out a cold , gold chain . On it , was a ring , his mum 's .The ring was left to him by his mother ; it was her most prized possession . The coolness of it between his fingers brought back a flood on new memories . Just as Jacob began to untangle them , the man spoke again " we 're still here you know ! "