I quote from an entry I wrote about a dream I had where I was having an adventure with the Oceanic survivors, the day before the Season 5 Finale.
Warning: Don't read if you haven't seen the series finale and don't want to be spoiled.
Written/dreamt 20 May, 2009.
We watched as this man/monster resurrected from its box. Unfortunately for us, he turned out to be a killer... Chaos ensued and we quickly ran down... but when I thought I was far enough to be safe, I also realized that I've separated myself from the others...Read about the entire dream here.
Outside, people were all waiting for their rides home. An acquaintance was talking to me... offering me a ride. But I said I'm staying for a while. When I said that, I wasn't sure why, then I realized I wanted to wait for the others. Surely they'd go out this way, too.
I didn't wait very long, for a small group of my former companions came out of the gate... I took one of their hands and we hugged tight, it was a reunion of relief (that we were all safe) and longing. I felt I belonged with these people... I wept out of exhaustion and happiness at finding these people again...
I asked the girl beside me, what happened to the others? I whispered to her ear "I meant Jack, Kate and Sawyer, what happened to them?... I wasn't expecting the response. I thought they just headed to a different direction or traveled to another time, but when she started to speak with tears in her eyes, a lump formed in my throat.
They were all dead. I then wondered what happened to everybody else not on this jeepney - Juliet? Sun? Sayid?
To quote Damon Lindelof's twitter post: "Remember. Let go. Move on. I will miss it more than I can ever say." I'm still on the first phase, obviously. Still hanging on to what I can.
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