He knew he was dreaming, but couldn't wake. He was in a field, the same field as the last time that he had this dream. He knew instantly that it was a reoccurring dream. He looked across the field and Briana was standing on the other side of the field. Her calf-length, sun-streaked hair was falling loosely over her shoulders and down her back. At that moment, she never looked more beautiful. She slowly raised her arms and said, "Seth, come to me. I'm glad that you are here." ...