“Raven."
I hear a deep male voice saying my name.
“Raven, wake up."
The sound of the voice makes me want to wake up, but I know when I do it won't be pleasant. Something on the edge of my consciousness is telling me it's better to stay asleep and unaware.
“Raven, please wake up."
Now the voice sounds desperate, maybe even a little upset. But I feel so drained. Just a few more minutes…
“Raven."
I hear a different voice now, this time a female. Older. I feel a sense of comfort in this voice. I know that it's safe to wake up. I blink my eyes open and I see a face I recognize. My brain is so fuzzy I can't quite remember her name. She smiles kindly at me. Why can't I remember her name?
“Raven, come to me. I have much to tell you."
“Ok," I say agreeably.
“When you wake up, remembe
