I watched my step as I charged down the hall. Black shapes twisted across the wall, fallowing me, frightening me, finding me.
My body slammed agents the door at the end of the hall made a bug 'ouph' sound. I turned and let myself slide down to a sitting position as dark shadows grew over me. "What the fuck do you want!?" I half shouted hoping someone would call back. Nope there was nothing, they just kept getting close and closer.
They seemed to swallow me up. It felt as if thick smoke was filling the air then seeping into my lungs making it harder and hard to breath. I could feel a burning sensation at my feet and growing up my legs, like I was on fire.
Suddenly felt my self hit the cold, soft and seemingly wet ground. I looked up to see I was some where and with snow on the ground, dimmed violet purple sky's and dead trees. I used my hands to prop my self up and then stand to my feet.
I started walking, my white dress failing and fluttering at my feet and its train dragging behind me. My hands has a piece of crepe, stained with blood, loosely wrapped around it. My hands looked delicate, small and grace full but they had a look of death to them.
I held them closer to my face puzzled to why they looked this way. It was a bright red and brownish color. I pulled the cloth down to see what was under neath it.
My hands were black in the middle, burnt to a crisp. I could feel them starting to sting, an aginating pain struck my stomach making me feel as if I want to throw up. My head got light headed and dizzy to the point I couldn't tell if I was falling down or making my self sit down, either way I didn't matter I was on ym back looking into the sky, feeling as if something was taking over me.
I was no longer consouse but I could still see blood draining from my lifeless hands and into the snow. Maybe I'll awaken to nothing wrong?
