A question in a dream

As it went on, the day was simply a variation of the one the day before. This morning on the bus, he finally got his friend to start watching "The Dark Knight" with a little pursuation. The bus got at the school earlier so he dicided to have a second breakfeast since he was still hungry. Today in math getting into a whole discussion/argument over the deal with Cuba that happened recently instead of doing any math, and the day went on.

Each class went by, first period math, second period choir, third history, fourth yearbook. And as the bell rang to let him know his fourth period was over, he got his work and walked on to fith. It was the same people same route to the class, but as the door to the room came in site, everything went black.

"Just remember that I gave you a choice."

Slowly, very slowly, Raul opened his eyes, he was on the floor of the school, the door to the English room ahead of him, but there was not a single sound, nothing. As he got up, he did however notice that there was a slight grey haze in the air. He soon had a tickle in his nose and let out a sneeze causing dust to go everywhere.

"That's odd, I'm coated in this shit."

He then shook his heade and body back and fourth to get the dust off causing it to go everywhere.

"hello?"

It was quite and faint, but he heard it and a cough after it, it was in the English room. He weakly limped, being very sore, over to the door, leaning on the wall next to it. He waited, not knowing why, but after a bit, grabbed the nob and opened the door,

He walked in the room, it was the same as it was the past months, but empty, no, empty for all but one.

"Illiana?"

"Raul? What happened?"

She coughed again, and he walked towards her, but she fell asleep. As he reached her, his eyes slowly closed, and he to began to slumber.