There was a lot of things happening all at the same time that night. The night was filled with series of events occuring one after the other, getting worse as time ran on. A lot of tangled emotions and thoughts swirling through our heads, what was happening to us, what unknown answers our minds possessed, and whose experiences and secrets is whose, we'll soon know. And I'm not gonna stop running until I find out.
Racing thoughts and questions filled my dizzy head as I ran my way back to the cabin. For the amount of time that I had been inside this forest, the place was turning into a familiar nightmare, a nightmare in which almost as if I'm being held captive; unable to escape.
But nothing was making sense. This is reality, not one of those dreams. And we've proven that. However, something is out of place, not as it should be...
As my mind traced back to my memories and those... dreams, I recalled the recurring nightmare in which we were relentlessly chased, killed, and buried every single night.
And to this day, we have not a single idea, or answer, or any knowledge at all, about why it was happening to all of us.
A vivid memory was brought to my mind, the image playing before my eyes as if magic.
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"W-Why..? Why are you doing this? Why me? What did I ever..." my words escaped through my quivering lips, as I desperately begged for my life to be spared. I thought it was time to ask, since we've been over this many times before. And I was sick of it.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, "What the devil are you speaking of? Why on earth do you act so innocent? You brought this upon yourself for your sins, and you shall suffer the consequences!"
My eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment as tears welled up my vision. "W-What..? What sin.. did I.. What did I do to you?"
"Your wrongdoing! Thou hast taken something dear from me, and thou must bear the burden for your misdeeds!"
Her ancient words always seemed to bring an overwhelming amount of dread and terror into me, as if I was the villain of her life, of all their lives, but I was the opposite. The victim.
She pressed her sharp dagger against my neck, making me tilt my head back and my eyes clenched shut in tears and fear.
"P-Please, please.. I have no idea what you're talking about. You got it all wrong. I don't remember.. I don't remember stealing anything from you.." my voice rasped and raised in desperation. I didn't care if she killed me again, since it's all going to be the same. All I wanted was for her to understand what really is the truth and her reality.
Suddenly she paused for a moment, her gaze lowered to meet mine. The sharp pressure of her blade lessened as she said in a low tone, "How can it be that you have forgotten? Can you not recall stealing something of mine?"
Tears slipped through my tightly closed eyes. "I really don't remember anything." I met her gaze as my voice grew louder with each word. "I didn't do anything wrong! You don't know what you're talking about.. it's not me.. it's not me.."
She didn't answer, though her eyes was fixed on me. My heavy breaths and sniffling filled the silence. As much as I wanted to go back home, to my reality safe and sound, she made me feel as if I could help her.. a part of me was wanting to stay all to help her understand. She felt close to me, although that's exactly the opposite of what's happening right now.
