Through the shadows of his dream, shrouded in silent mystery, a crowd of men,all dressed in black, advanced toward him.
Each face had been obscured by a mask with a false smile,and they stared, unnerving Grant.
“Who are you, what do you want, where are you from,” he finally stuttered.
One of them spoke in an eerie tone.“We are past, waiting for you. Nobodies with smiles that could have been.”
“What if I don't want to join you?”
“You still have time. Tomorrow is a new day. You can be happy. Turn around Grant. Change your life.”