Wednesday, 22 October 2008 | Peter Petrelli

PART 1

Peter Petrelli let me inside his house, which looked like my godfather Neil's. It's quite blurry to me. But I do remember him showing me a cabinet in his room. When we get inside he said it was nothing much. I was expecting a library or a cabinet with tons of books. But when Peter opened the cabinet, it was filled with pillows (small ones) and blankets. Most of the pillows were the oblong type. It amused me that I had to hug a girl, which my dream told me to be my sister, just to contain myself. I told Peter I like pillows and blankets.

He had to take a shower, but he went out bloody naked I almost saw him in all his glory. But I pretended not to notice him. He seemed to be aware of my presence because he went back to the bathroom to get a towel and wrapped it around his waist. But I think he removed it when he thought I wasn't looking.

I woke up.



PART 2

We were about to have lunch. I wonder who prepared it or where he ordered it. But there was one thing for sure. There was a milkfish trying to follow me. It was creepy. I already climbed a chair but it was still able to reach it so I had to keep running. Thank goodness, I had another dream. Or maybe I woke up this time.

Actually, I thought Peter Petrelli was the Richardson Retractor. The presence was the latter's, but he looked like the former. I'd go for Peter Petrelli.


PART 3
I saw Ms. Catherine, my C.I. in OsMak-ICU. She was in her clinical uniform.

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