It was those men again. The ones I always see. They were dressed from head to toe in black. Black cloaks, smart black shoes and black hair. The only thing that wasn't black was their eyes. Their eyes were blood red. Deep red. Whatever you want to call them. They were red. The deepest red ever. And they were coming towards me like the headlights of a car. A killer car. Like smoke, their cloaks drifted across the floor, as if they had no feet. They were chanting something. I couldn't understand it though. It sounded foreign. Even I couldn't understand it, and believe me, I speak alot of languages. As they were coming closer and closer, nearer and nearer, my breathing rate increased, and I got more scared by the minute. It was when they were a few metres away from me, that I realised the four of them were carrying a black sack between them. Suddenly, my back started to get hotter, hotter and hotter, until it got unbearable. I whipped around, only to see a bright purple fire, and another of them standing next to it, a devilish grin on his face. Slowly and frightened, I turned back, to see them men carrying the sack had stopped, and were starting to unzip it. They started moving again, and suddenly, something, or rather somebody fell out of it. They kicked this person closer towards the fire, as if they couldn't see me. It was only when I saw the person's face that I realised who it was.
"NO! DON'T KILL MY MOTHER! PLEASE!"
But it was to late. She was in the fire, and all five of them were laughing evilly, whilst tears were falling down my face. I fell to my knees in despair, while they just looked at the fire, the reflection dancing in their eyes. Suddenly, they formed a circle around the fire, and lifted their arms up, and started chanting again.
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My eyes flew open; it was all a dream.
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Annalilly {~ON HOLD~}
De TodoI can't help it. Whenever I see him, my face goes slightly pink, my breathing rate increases, and I can barely speak. It's like-like.............. No. It can't be. That would be impossible! I-M-P-O-S-S-I-B-L-E!!!! Actually, no. I take that back. I m...
