She fell to the ground instantly. I screamed as I watched it unfold, watching her seemingly lifeless body in sheer horror.
Then her eyes shot open, and her head tilted towards me, a soft voice cutting through the darkness, a voice that felt familiar yet distant.
“Run,” the woman whispered. Suddenly, a soft voice cut through the darkness, a voice that felt familiar yet distant.
I shook my head in protest, beginning to move toward her, despite the large and intimidating figure standing over her.
“Run and don’t look back! Go! Now!” she commanded.
This time, the urgency in her tone spurred me into action. I turned away from the gruesome scene, tears streaming down my face, and began to run. The woods seemed to stretch endlessly, and everything began to fade into the distance.
The dream s
