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The flashes of light woke John. He raised his head and looked around the room he shared with his two younger brothers, a sister and his Grandmother.
He looks at everyone; they are all sleeping.
But the light is not just a light but is instead forms against the white wall of the room.
John blinks once. Twice. He rubs his eyes to adjust. He sees more images, and movements.
He watches as a boy appears, then another. Both boys have scuba gears on and they are in a boat in the middle of the sea.
John looks at his brother next to him. He looks at him, wanting to ask if he sees what he sees. But his brother is sound asleep.
He looks back at the image. The two boys are swimming deep in the ocean. And as they swim, a shadow swims by.
The image swims behind the boys, its mouth wide open. Its white body shining in the dimly lit depths. It opened its mouth wide as it approached the boys as if to swallow the two.
As it approached, Johns’ eyes grew wide with amazement. “Is that Moby Dick?”, he thought. His brother is still sound asleep.
John continuous to watch for a few minutes, mesmerized by what he sees. A few minutes later, the images are gone. And the room is dark again.
“Was I dreaming?” John thought. He looked around the room. Everyone still sleeps.
John shrugged, lay his head on the pillow and went to sleep.
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