"Aspen" I hear someone whisper from faraway. I ignore it and just pass it off as the wind since I left my window open last night."Aspen" I hear again except it's louder this time. I ignore it again.A couple of minutes later a sweet smell fills my nostrils. It reminds me of pineapples and vanilla."If you don't wake up, I'm going to burn your favorite book" I hear a familiar voice say which causes my eyes to snap open as I jolt up in bed so that I'm facing my best friend