Dreams And All That Shit

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I had my worst dream yet. 

I woke up to find myself in a brick room with weapons and torture devices hanging on the walls. I tried to get up, but i was chained to a wall. 

Suddenly, i heard footsteps. There were… seven pairs of footsteps. 

After the seven betrayed me to Damien, I had always had a slight fear of the word and number seven. So yes, the people who had made the seven footsteps entered, and my heart skipped a beat. It was the seven, minus me. Hazel, Frank, Leo, Piper, Jason, and most horribly, Annabeth stood there with a disgusted sneer on her face. 

"Ah!" She chuckled. "So the traitor is awake! Nice note you left there, idiot. But it got ripped." she said with an oh no! I really don't care! expression on her face. The others laughed, but I stayed where I was. I still couldn't believe they betrayed me for Damien, after all we have been through. They all grabbed a weapon off the wall and started the torture. 

I woke up with a gasp, sweat pouring off my face. my whole body hurt. I looked at my arms, and the cuts and slashes from the dream were there, flowing with blood. It seemed that the damage they did in my dream would appear in real life. easy fix I thought. I summoned some water from the particles from the air and healed myself. I sighed and sat down. After Damien came, Annabeth had been a lot more distant. She spent more and more time with Damien until she spent next to nothing with me.

It was all so sad. 

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