"Damien," I called him. He was standing in front of me but he didn't look back. I don't understand why he is being like that.
"Damien?" I called him again but he didn't look back. He continued walking and I couldn't reach him.
What surprises me is the pile of corpses in front of him. And then I saw a familiar silhouette, he pointed his gun towards him. I gulped.
"What are you doing---?!" I tried to stop him but it was too late. The gun was already fired and the man in front of him fell. I gulped and finally looked at myself. He is smiling. I then looked at my hand and there was blood.
"Ahhh!" I screamed after I saw those skull-like creatures bring me down.
"Let go of me! Ahhhh!" I kept screaming and at the same time my alarm clock rang and I woke up.
4:53 AM.
I was catching my brea
