Kurt
I feel searing pain down my arms but I can't seem to wake from the nightmare. I plead for it to stop or for my life to end but neither of them comes. Just pain and more pain.
“Wake up” I hear a shrill voice in my ear, I open my eyes and the light makes me wince, i try to cover my face with my hand but I can't move. I look at my hand and it's tied to a wooden post. as my eyes focus I look to my other hand and this is tied to another wooden post. I look down and I'm hanging off the ground. Blood is dripping down my torso from open wounds. I hear a girl scream and look to see a small girl hanging up opposite me, she's wearing a white dress, there's no blood on it so I assume she is unharmed for now. I look at her and the sheer panic and fear in her eyes overwhelms me, I can smell her
