Liam sat down, trying to get himself together. What had come over him? Calling out a girl's name that he met in a dream to a girl... who had the same name.
It was just a coincidence. Had to be. Looked identical, same name, oh bloody hell, he thought to himself, feeling oddly sick. He thought of Ben Linus, out of nowhere.
The future? It didn't make sense. It wasn't how they met in the dream. Nothing about this was logical, but he couldn't think of anything remotely logical to explain it.