Edward visited me at a party the other night. He wore blue faded jeans a black t-shirt and a grey trench. I watched him the whole time I was at the party; time moved differently there, it wasn’t really day or night it seemed almost suspended from the conventional motions of time or the world. I don’t think Edward noticed me, I don’t think he noticed anything there. I tried to go talk to him but I was afraid, what would I say and more importantly what would his response be? All the other people at the party didn’t see Edward or couldn’t see him I am not sure, I asked one the other people there, a tall man of about 28 who had the most peculiar blue eyes I had ever seen, if he saw Edward and looked quizzically and said “who is Edward?”
Edward moved around the room a fair amount, I never saw him walk from one corner to the other he seemed to be there when looked. I felt his eyes on me but I never saw him look at me or notice me. I am quite sure what the party was about or whose it was, I didn’t recognise anyone. Though the room felt familiar it also seemed distant. I don’t know why Edward brought me here but I felt safe. While everyone was dancing Edward was standing in the middle of the room, I walked towards him and as he turned around I woke up.
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