She awoke....

She awoke....
from a dream. It haunted her. She's had this dream before. She's alone - at a gas station in the middle of the desert. When she walks in to pay for her gas, there is no one behind the counter. "Hello??" she calls out but nobody answers. She leaves the money for the gas on the counter and walks out. Next to her car stands a tall man with long thick hair tied back in a ponytail. She can tell he's Native American. "Excuse me, can I help you?" she asks.

"I know you", says the man. He's about 6'2". She feels tiny compared to him, even though she is of medium build, and could use to lose a few pounds if she's being honest with herself.

Ok she's a little creeped out now. "I'm sorry, I think you're mistaking me for someone else."

"No, you must listen to me. The wind is calling. You're in danger. You must seek the one who you trust and believe what he says. He will guide you. The great Mother needs you to promise this" the man says.

She scowls, not knowing what to say. How do you respond to something like that? After standing looking at the man for several minutes in silence, he just walks away. He walks to the rear of the store. She gets in her car and drives to the back and sees no one.

"What the fuck?" she thinks. "How could he disappear?" she whispers to herself.

And that's where the story ends. She wakes up. Who could this person be that the indian man is trying to tell her about? And why does she need his guidance anyway? She's been shrugging this off for too long. Maybe she should pay more attention to those around her. Who does she trust? Hmm....