Onslaught of the Galaxies

Dream

I was in a plain grassland, a lush green pasture seemed to stretch for miles and miles on end. No trees, no animals, or no other lifeforms were present. The only thing accompanying me was the soft summer breeze. But a sense of foreboding drew over me, despite the peacefulness and stillness surrounding me. Suddenly, the soft breeze stopped and the clear blue sky became invested with clouds. I looked up at a now overcast of dark puffballs. The soft touch of rain drops freckle my cheeks. The raindrops grow heavier and more repetitive. Soon enough, a downpour of water hails down from the clouds. 

I cover my rain-soaked head, my hair going over my eyes, "What is happening?! What does this mean?!" I couldnt process all of this. Things were changing too quickly. The ominous clash of thunder rumbled across the suddenly chaotic landscape followed by a blinding flash of lightning. When the lightning finishes it's strobe-like pattern, I see the grass is now grey and dead. The smell of rotting flesh suddenly fills the air but the source is nowhere to be seen. I blink away the rain furiously and spot a shadow standing in the downpour. 

The shadow was close so I called to them, my voice being muffled by the sound of the howling wind and horizontal rain. "Hey! Who's there?" The figure's features were blackened by the lack of light. But one feature pierced through the rain's haze...a smile. A smile that said so much but spoke nothing, it filled me with fear and terror. My breath was caught in my throat and my heart seemed to skip a beat. 

The dreary figure called to me, "Everything is about to change, Angel. All you know will be a distant and distorted memory."

I was angry, yet terrified now, "W-What do you want from me?!? How do you know my name?!" 

The figure snickered, "I got everything I need from you already. Except for one thing..."

I cocked my head, "Wha--? What do you mean by that?"

The figure dissipated, then appeared in front of me abruptly. He grabbed my wrist with his cold hands. I looked up from the stinging sensation that he gave off with his handcuff-like grip.

"This is where it all changes, Angel." He cooed.

His grip got tighter and the burning sensation got more prevalent. My strangled cries of pain were silenced in the loud winds. 

I looked into his black featureless face with teary eyes, "What...do you...want with me?"

He smiled again, "Hush child, you can't stop this now."