Two days ago I had another weird dream.
I was walking down a very dark street. I almost couldn't see any of its infrastructures. There were a number of people walking around, and they were somehow illuminous.
At my surprise I saw and old friend Ashraf, passing me by with some girl. He said hello and we shook hands. I was literally speechless. We went to the same primary school and were in the same class. We were quite close. It had been some time since we last met.
"Who else is here?(Siapa lagi ada kat sini?)", was all that I could come up with.
He mentioned Irfan pointing to my left indicating that Irfan was already around. I shook hands with Irfan although he looked rather different. He was unrecognisable but still projected the physicalities of the Irfan that I knew.
My dream ended when I mistaken a hooded monster as another old friend.
When I awoke I became reserved for what I have just experienced. I wondered what was the meaning of that dream.
Ashraf died four years ago.