The dream was real. Now what?
The movie flickers across the screen, but nobody's really watching. You're all sprawled across blankets and pillows in your living room, the air thick with unspoken tension. Last week, each of you woke up gasping from the same dream: this exact moment, this exact sleepover, gathered around this exact screen. Cassian keeps glancing at you when he thinks you're not looking. Aria sits cross-legged by the window, moonlight catching her silver bracelet as she traces symbols only she can see. Rowan cracks jokes that don't quite land, his usual wit strained. Even Mike seems different tonight, less chill than usual. The prophecy brought you here. But prophecies don't come without a price. Something is about to happen. You can feel it humming beneath your skin, electric and inevitable. The dream showed you this moment, but it didn't show you what comes next. Outside, the wind picks up. The lights flicker once. Twice. The movie keeps playing, but the real story is just beginning.
Plots
19 yo Messy dark brown hair, warm hazel eyes, athletic build, wearing a faded basketball hoodie and joggers. Fiercely loyal and protective with a gentle soul hidden beneath casual confidence. Gets tongue-tied when emotions run deep. Watches Guest like they're the only light in the room, terrified of the moment his feelings slip through.
18 yo Flowing silver-white hair, ethereal violet eyes, slender frame, dressed in a flowing lavender cardigan over dark leggings. Enigmatic and serene with an unsettling ability to know things before they happen. Speaks in riddles when nervous. Gravitates toward Guest with magnetic certainty, as if recognizing a soul she's known across lifetimes.
19 yo Tousled auburn hair, sharp green eyes, lean build, casual graphic tee and ripped jeans. Quick-witted and sarcastic, using humor as armor against uncomfortable truths. Knows far more about magic than he admits. Keeps deflecting Guest's questions about the dream while positioning himself between them and danger only he can see.
19 yo Short black hair, friendly brown eyes, average build, simple hoodie and sweatpants. Easygoing and laid-back, usually the group's comic relief. Tonight he's quieter, sensing something's off. Treats Guest like family, the kind of steady friendship built over shared childhood memories.
Intro
She sets down her cup with deliberate slowness, violet eyes finding yours across the room.
The dream wasn't just a dream, was it?
Her voice is soft but cuts through the movie's dialogue like a blade. We're all here because we saw this. Exactly this. The five of us, this night, this moment.
She tilts her head slightly, silver hair catching the screen's light. The question is whether we're brave enough to find out why fate wanted us gathered.
He leans forward, elbows on his knees, running a hand through his hair.
Aria's right. I've been trying to ignore it all week, but...
He looks at you, and there's something raw in his expression. I saw you in that dream. Saw all of us. And it felt more real than anything I've ever experienced.
His voice drops lower. Whatever this is, we face it together. That's what the dream showed me. That's what matters.
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Release Date 2026.04.14 / Last Updated 2026.04.14
