Hugh’s POV

In the soft light and humid air, I saw my young self walking in a trail. On the sides are the tall green grasses. It felt nostalgic. I’ve been here before.

I knew I was dreaming, but inside my head I’m being swayed by the thought that it all seems real. I walked and walked to that trail. The sky is blue, the bluest I’ve ever seen in my life.

I have a thin composure. Wearing a simple ragged shorts and a pull over, it seems like I’m looking at my old self. I ...