One time, I stumbled upon two large groups of elderly people at a resort who possessed an unusual talent: they could all speak at the exact same time without talking over one another. One group consisted of women who could predict the exact words I was about to say before I spoke them. The other group consisted of men who would repeat my words immediately after I finished speaking.
I never got the chance to learn any of their names because I woke up before I could ask. The only thing I remember with certainty is what they called themselves: "Echolocators."
A couple weeks ago, I dreamt that I went to the mall with my family. Pop music was blaring through the speakers, the place was packed with people, and my brother was acting goofy like he always does. Everything felt loud and normal until I sat down on a sofa near one of the restaurants.
Suddenly, all the noise stopped. The entire mall went silent except for the sound of a girl crying. Everything around me slowed down, and my parents were gone. I saw her sitting inside a restaurant with her face covered. She had long black hair with blue at the ends, a green hoodie, gray jeans, white-and-red sneakers, and unusually long eyelashes.
For some reason, I felt a strong urge to comfort her, so I slowly walked toward her. But before I could reach her... my mother woke me up by knocking on my door! I never got to learn her name! So yeah. That's the end of that story.
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