Nightmare - Part 5

It was a cool fall day. Roughly 40 degrees Fahrenheit and the trees in many different colors for fall.  "I will be going in a little bit." a female voice came from the driver's seat.  "Alright mom.  I am going out here to keep playing on my Game Boy for a bit."  Alright, hun." The truck door slammed shut as music from an 8-bit era played through the cab.  A screech comes from the side.  The boy looks up just in time to see a truck coming at him at full speed.  Seconds, the truck plows into the truck the boy was in.  Moments later an ambulance arrives, as well as police, and fire trucks.  The boy's mother rushes out of the grocery store and to the remains of the truck.  A stretcher carries someone from the truck under a white sheet.  The mother arrives, and tears in her eyes, cries over the sheet.

Reed wakes up with a start.  Panting heavily and sweat on his brow as he shakes his head.  "That dream again..." he mumbles to himself.  He looks over to the black vixen sleeping next to him.  He smiles and climbs off the bed and walks into the hallway.  He pauses a moment to catch the rest of his breath then resumes towards the living room.  He goes to the window that covers the entire wall.  The television now in sleep mode, just one-tenth of the size it was when it was on earlier that night.  He looks over the city.  "That dream again.  I wish that event didn't keep plaguing me over and over again.  I died in that." he said in a low voice.  "My mother will never figure out what had happen to me.  She still thinks of me as dead after all."  He walks up to the kitchen sink and splashes water onto his face, then stumbles back towards the bedroom to get back to bed.