Chapter 1After My Roommate Died, A Man Climbed into My Bed
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For a week straight, my roommate dreamed of having passionate encounters with a mysterious man.
We joked that her destined soulmate was on his way.
The next day, she died.
That night, I dreamed of a man climbing into my bed.
On a weekend morning, Rachel, my roommate, teasingly asked Emma, our other roommate, "You were up to no good again last night, weren't you? I heard you moaning all night long."
Emma's face turned bright red, and she lowered her head, stammering. "Well... it was just a dream. I can't control that, you know."
Then she looked up and whispered to us, "To be honest, I've been dreaming about this guy for a whole week now."
This revelation instantly sparked our gossip-loving souls.
"Really? Is he handsome? Do you know him?" we asked eagerly.
"He's incredibly hot," Emma replied. "Six feet tall, with a six-pack, and he's amazing in bed."
"Ooh!" We wiggled our fingers at her teasingly.
"This might be your destined soulmate," Rachel said, putting her arm around Emma's shoulders. "Have you thought about trying to find him?"
Emma shook her head and pulled away. "Stop it, you guys. I'm not talking about this anymore. I'm leaving."
With that, she grabbed her bag and skipped out of the room.
There were only three of us in our dorm room. Rachel left in the afternoon for a club activity. Bored, I went out on a date with my boyfriend, Jack.
On our way, I told Jack about Emma's dreams. His face suddenly changed. "What soulmate? This is a evil spirit coming to claim her life. If she dreams about him for seven consecutive nights, she'll die for sure!"
I was startled by his reaction and looked up at him, confused. "But she's already been dreaming about him for seven nights."
His face turned grim, and he sighed. "Then there's no hope for her."
I was completely bewildered by his words. Just then, I received a call from Rachel. Her voice was trembling on the other end of the line.
"Lily, Emma is dead."
I felt a chill run through my entire body.