mysterious | Hanji Zoë

NIGHTMARES.

You blinked your eyes open, finding yourself in a dark room. It seemed unfamiliar to you, everything was unfamiliar to you, all except your figure that sat on the bed thrown at the left end next to a desk.

As unfamiliar as it was, you felt as if you had been there before. You couldn't understand why you felt like this, perhaps it was déjà vu? Do people get déjà vu in their dreams?

Loud yelling startled you, it came from outside the room. You walked out of the room, your body shrinking to a kid size as you stood in the living room.

"Why did you tell her?!" A manly yell came by.

"Do you plan on keeping it a secret forever?! She's 10 for fucks sakes, we have to tell her the truth eventually!!"

"The military police will get to her if she dares open that big mouth of hers!"

"Not before they get you..."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"

Silence followed after, you traced your eyes yes between the two adults in front of you arguing about who knows what exactly. The man reached into a nearby cabinet. He pulled out a large rifle and pointed it at the woman. Fear, anger, hatred filled her eyes at that moment before a bullet met with her chest.

"I hate you." You spoke weakly as you watched the room get swarmed by military police.

I hate you.

"[Name]! Wake up!"

A loud cry caused you to jolt out of your sleeping position, a yelp leaving your lips and your body sweating intensely. "You're crying!" Whoever was in front of you at that moment called out as they waved a hand over your face. You looked at her, Petra, her emotions hinting at concern.

"Petra..." You wiped your watery eyes to get a better look at her face. "I had a nightmare...?" You uttered, confusion hinted in your voice.

“I can tell…” She said as she placed a wet towel over your head and wiped off the sweat dripping down your forehead. You looked around, trying to observe your surroundings as if you expected someone to come out and say something, but nothing came out.

The day went just like yesterday, however, your attention was averted to the dream you had. You seemed blank, unlike the energetic, optimistic mood you carried yesterday into the survey corps.

The Levi squad watched as you downed your lunch, not a single word leaving your mouth, as you did so all of them wondered what happened to you, all except Petra who figured the dream had a major effect on you.

“Rookie finally got the survey corps in her head?” Oluo scoffed as he watched you. You glared at him hard, hard enough to make him look away and clear his throat, appearing intimidated by you. Surprising considering you’d expect him to keep up his tough guy act.

“Don’t seem so… Maybe she’s just unwell…?” Gunther followed after. Eld shook his head as he squinted his eyes at you.

“She did just fine in training… I doubt it.”

“[Name], why don’t you tell us what’s wrong?” Gunther offered, his eyes looking into yours softly and tenderly. The group stared at you, expecting a response from you. You only stood up with your empty bowl and left the hall off on your own not a single word spoken to your comrades.

“Or not…?”

«FORGOTTEN»

It was late at night, you had spent your time at the rooftop of the Survey Corps headquarters, your mind pondering through the events that occurred recently and the nightmare you had at night.