A/n: I just want to add something quickly. When I am writing a dream I'm going to do italics so it is easier to differentiate the dream world from reality.
Chuck and I walked towards his hammock which was located towards the edge of the deadheads. The sleepy boy slipped into the fabric and started wriggling around to get comfy.
'Goodnight Y/n/n'
'Goodnight Chuck' I whispered, placing a kiss on his forehead, in a sisterly way
I turned away and started strolling to my own hut. About two weeks into my time in the Glade, Gally and the builders finished building my hut. It is in a secluded clearing in the deadheads to allow for some privacy.
My hut was a small wooden building with two main rooms; a bedroom and since I'm a girl, a bathroom. I turned the wooden handle and practically flopped onto my bed knowing full well I couldn't go to sleep yet. Reluctantly I picked myself up and changed out of my clothes into a comfy top and shorts. I headed to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and hair.
When I entered my bedroom again, I got under the warm covers in an instant, as if it were calling me to it. The second my head hit the pillow, sleep consumed me
~Dream~
I was walking in some sort of forest. The trees was densely packed so it must have been deep into the woods. My face was black with smoke but my clothes weren't burnt.
I felt weight in my arms. I looked down. It is a dead body. A burnt one. I attempted to stop and look at it, but I kept moving forward. As if I had been possessed. The body and I arrived into this clearing. There were already bodies there. As if this was a meeting spot for dead, burnt people. I set the body down next to some others.
The next second my eyes started glowing. A deep orange. As if on queue, I erupted into flames. Not the surrounding area, but me. Like I can produce fire or something.
~Reality~
I shot up in my bed. I was covered in sweat and my breathing was rapid.
What the fuck just happened?
I tried catching my breath and steading my thumping heart. Once I did, I got up and went over to the sink in my bathroom. I washed my face in a poor attempt to get rid of the sweat. When I looked up, I jumped back.
My eyes were orange.
Just like in the dream.
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A/n: The image at the top is what I described in the dream. Just for visual representation
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